This was our last year to have someone in 4-H. It was will be remembered as the most unusual year. As fair ended the previous year, Glenn had decided to go all out with his market hog project. He made arrangements to buy 2 excellent pigs. We picked up the first one early in April and the second a few weeks later. (The first one just happened to have a perfect curly tail, so Glenn named it 'Curly' and 'Larry' was the next logical name.) Well, within 2 weeks the first one died - we have no idea why. Since pigs grow better in pairs, we bought a 'buddy pig' and he was named 'Moe'. Larry had a great disposition and was easy to work. Moe had big floppy ears and loved to turn around in circles when he was let out of the pen to exercise. Fair came around soon enough. For the last time of loading the pigs ever, it was quite traumatic and Larry was quite upset, squealing and breathing heavily. Within minutes of unloading at the pig barn in Deer Lodge, Larry was dead! Glenn experienced a wide variety of emotions - mostly disappointment, as he was left to show Moe. After years of showing well, red ribbons were hard to realize.
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