“We met because of Marge. At the time my teenage son and I decided to buy a 6×6 truck. For no particular reason other than to have a little fun with it and maybe use it to haul stuff. We flew to Boise to pick it up and we were driving it home when we stopped at a family mule plowing to spend the night. It was a 12-hour drive because Marge (the truck) was a 50 miles per hour truck. It’s loud and bumpy and a long drive. Well, we stopped to spend the night and they had a BBQ in the shop that evening for everybody who attended…