From Ties and Suits to Jeans and Boots
January 12, 2012, 1:01 am
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Some day has arrived.

I’ve always thought that some day I would return to the ranch in Potomac. Up until about a year ago, I didn’t know when that day would be. Over the last couple of years it has become very apparent that I want to be there sooner, rather than later.

Before I elaborate on our decision to jump into the cattle business, let me fill you in on the back story. Being raised on a family ranch in beautiful Western Montana, we had many opportunities presented to us. Mom and Dad always told us to not feel pressured to stay on the ranch. We were encouraged to explore other avenues for education and employment. We were in 4-H like many of the other ranch kids, but instead of raising hogs, sheep, or steers, we chose to try model rocketry, cooking (Purple ribbon for my Swedish puff pastry, btw!), and leather working.

In college, my brothers and I spread across Montana. I earned my degree in Athletic Training and moved West to Bend, Oregon with my wife Jennifer. In 5 quick years I was burned out of sports medicine and was recruited into a Fortune 100 financial services company where I have been for 7 years. Initially, Jennifer and I would return to Montana once or twice a year. Lately, we get back there three to four times a year and it got harder to return to Oregon every time. Montana just felt like home.

Last spring I had a long talk with Dad. He had been hinting for the last couple of years but this time he was blunt. He wanted to retire from the day-t0-day operations of the ranch. I had to ask myself the question. Has the day arrived for me to return? We talked more about it and both thought it was a pretty good idea. Mom was hesitant. She repeated what she’d always told us. Come back only if you want to, not because you feel you have to. Indeed, I wanted to and so did Jennifer.

With that decision made, I’ve been working to transfer my book of business to my partner. My plan is to arrive on the ranch in time for the start of calving season. I figure that is a fitting start to my ranching life.

Some day has arrived. I’m going home.