Having just spent a week with my number one daughter, Cricket, in Idaho, Trixie and I had the rare opportunity to get out of the house and into some tall cotton.

Now, those of you who know Ol’ Dutch know that I am not inclined to take my gal out for a high flyin’ life. In fact, the last big date we had included butchering a cow and while that is about as romantic as any woman can want, I could tell Trixie was overdue for the lights of the big city.