the cows know…
i was reading an article about billy graham and his family trying to decide where to be buried once they’ve died. (http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/ article/2006/12/12/AR2006121201338_pf.html) it was an interesting article… i guess the subject is a touchy one and it’s interesting to hear how families are dealing with it. it’s pretty cool that it seems his family has two really nice burial places to pick from, but bahhhh! when i read the description about one of the places:
The tour is geared particularly to children, according to Franklin, starting with the life-size mechanical Holstein named Bessie who greets visitors from her stall just inside the front door.What Bessie will say is yet to be decided, Franklin said, but she might start off with something like, “Hello. I bet you didn’t know milk comes from a cow. Well, let me tell you about that.” She’ll then introduce the main man: “When Billy was young, we cows knew there was something special about him. . . .”
first off… talking cows?! bah! what’s that got to do with billy graham!? second… what kind of start is it when you start talking about milk? and what kind of transition is “well, let me tell you about that” …. and then when billy was young?!
