Back in 201, Mark went to NRS in Decatar Texas to a weekend roping clinic. He got a very cool pocket knife with team ropers on it. It has always been his special knife and he carried it everywhere. At some point, it got borrowed and lost. It was missing for months, when Mark found it on the side of our gravel road. We figured out it had been sitting on the truck and rode several miles before falling off. It was luck that he found it at all. Then fast forward another year and Mark dropped his knife into a grain bin containing 300,000bushels of corn. He figured it was long gone and would never see it again. He knew which bin and the corn went through a series of augers into another grain bin. Eventually the grain went through the grain leg and into a semi and was hauled away to the nearby ethanol plant. The knife got caught in the slats while unloading grain and was picked up by a plant worker. He took the knifer in and set it on the grain buyers desk. This week, Mark went to pick up a check from that grain buyer and there it was sitting on the desk. Mark could not believe his eyes and told the man it belong to him. We all enjoyed hearing the story and how lcuky he was to find it. Mark has taken his special knife and retired it. It will sit on his dresser as a keepsake.
Back in 201, Mark went to NRS in Decatar Texas to a weekend roping clinic. He got a very cool pocket knife with team ropers on it. It has always been his special knife and he carried it everywhere. At some point, it got borrowed and lost. It was missing for months, when Mark found it on the side of our gravel road. We figured out it had been sitting on the truck and rode several miles before falling off. It was luck that he found it at all. Then fast forward another year and Mark dropped his knife into a grain bin containing 300,000bushels of corn. He figured it was long gone and would never see it again. He knew which bin and the corn went through a series of augers into another grain bin. Eventually the grain went through the grain leg and into a semi and was hauled away to the nearby ethanol plant. The knife got caught in the slats while unloading grain and was picked up by a plant worker. He took the knifer in and set it on the grain buyers desk. This week, Mark went to pick up a check from that grain buyer and there it was sitting on the desk. Mark could not believe his eyes and told the man it belong to him. We all enjoyed hearing the story and how lcuky he was to find it. Mark has taken his special knife and retired it. It will sit on his dresser as a keepsake.
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