By the end of the day, clumps of cow dung clung to my clothes and my new Red Wings. I showed up at the farm that afternoon in clean jeans and new boots. But having six built-in farm hands makes things a lot easier. They have six sons: Josh, Jake, Jordan, Jonah, Jeremiah, and Jesse. Our good friends Dave and Deb Matthews are farmers. How could I say no? I mean, if you have even a smidgeon of curiosity or sense of adventure you just can’t pass up an opportunity like that. “We’re going to castrate a few bulls today. I was sitting in church minding my own business when my friend Dave leaned over and asked me the oddest question: