Fences and Sentries

We were just trying to help. Everyone had their best interest at heart – but they thought otherwise. Part of the problem was that some of us were city-slickers, and we underestimated our spooking power. Here’s what I remember: It was branding day near Pompey’s Pillar, MT. My siblings, friends and shirt-tail relatives had been invited to my uncles’ farm to give them a