Cow Manure

My dad worked on a dairy farm that was part of the South Carolina Penitentiary. My dad was a warden and he oversaw the work done by low-risk prisoners there. Between the ages of 5-10 years old I’d visit the farm and help out. It was like a field trip to me and I always got excited to go.

You could smell the cow manure as soon as you approached the farm. …