What education was to the man that worked on our farm and helped us on our farm, Lloyd Hinkel, who’s now been dead for 25 years. I never forget, as long as I live. My dad said, “Lloyd, go up there and paint the barn. “The paint’s up there on the thing. “I just bought the paint to paint the barn.” None of us knew. None of us knew for four years that Lloyd couldn’t read.
