While studying chemistry, Herb thought about going into farming or ranching. Unlike his future brother-in-law who ordered strange breeds of day-old chicks from McMurray Hatchery and entered them into the livestock show, Herb decided to enter a steer in the livestock show.
His brother-in-law usually had the only entry for four or five breeds of chickens so he would win a first place ribbon for each of those breeds. In time the show officials figured out what he was doing and changed the rules.
Months were spent feeding and caring for the steer. To prepare the steer for the show, there were daily walks, brushing the steer until his coat shown, and trimming and polishing the hooves.
Finally March arrived, and it was time for the show. Herb entered the steer. For a week, he slept beside the steer at night. When not walking the steer around the fair grounds, he was polishing its hooves or brushing its coat. One day while polishing the steer’s hooves, a couple came up and admired the steer. To impress his girlfriend, the young man hit the steer on the rump with the bamboo cane he was carrying. Herb did not get out from under the steer before he was trampled. The couple went on their way without asking Herb if he was OK. Herb’s right knee swelled up so his pants were tight around it. Walking the steer came to a halt. Two days later, still in pain, he showed the steer. It did not win anything, but sold for enough to pay the expenses of raising it.
Herb learned that a young man, who thinks he is in love, but is actually in lust, cannot be trusted any further than a rabid dog.
Herb learned to go through life at a walk rather than at a run. As a result, he had time to think things through and plan his life and his activities better. Not that he always made the right decisions, but more of his decisions were the correct ones.