Yesterday was a great day! Kevin and Bill, along with Rick the tent boy, helped me move some of my heavy equipment to the new ranch with Kevin’s low boy. Man, you can tell Kevin’s worked his equipment for awhile. He did stuff connectiong and backing I could NEVER do. On the way to Tehachapi, went by the tiny market off Rosamond and 90th street. Its where Corky Carson and I had our last lunch before he died. We sat in the cab of his water truck, talking about his court date the next day. The County had ruined his health, his life, and his business by their usual tactics. Pressure, intimidation, stress. Corky had a heart attack the next day. Was dead by Sunday. When we unloaded my backhoe, I popped open the storage compartment to check for gloves. Inside was my guest book for the tree house. Was looking all over for it. The first person to sign it? Corky Carson…It can break your heart, these little things…