Got a letter from an old family friend today and I just had to share.
"I have a very clear image of you at about five years old. We were on tour in Saskatchewan and were in a cafe. It was one of the days when your Father had a lapse of faith and had ordered a beef burger. He had lifted the burger to his mouth and as he sank his teeth into the meat you leaned across the table, looked him right in the eyes and sweetly said, "That cow had a Mother". I was so glad that I had chosen to have a salad! ."
HA HA HA!