Hopper used to plow. When we first for married, he started doing it for extra money. And then, it just turned into a way to earn emjust enough to meet our medical deductibles. Then it became a bit too much, then a lot too much, then he just aged out.
Plowing is young man's work.
Hopper was called by his guy and asked to substitute plow for a night. He reluctantly agreed.
Because he knows it's hard on his body. It's hard on his brain. It's hard on his regular work schedule. It's just hard.
But, he agreed.
Because, as a business owner, he knows what it means to have unreliable labor. He knows what it means to want to maintain a good business reputation. So, he agreed.
To help a fellow business owner.
To help a friend.
To make some extra money.
So, as I'm setting the coffee pot to turn on at 2am, I prayed. For protection for this amazing man. For this man who doesn't think it's a big deal- what he's doing is daily work. It's just what he does.
But it's something I believe is worthy of admiration.
And respect.
