The quail connection
Aside from my wife (his daughter), a passion for college football, and a vast amount of mutual respect, my father-in-law, Bob Ellis, and I have little in common. He’s a retired engineer, rancher, and agricultural consultant who considers a creaky gate latch a challenge to be addressed.
Me? I regard a malfunctioning gate as an irritation to be avoided by using another gate if a shot of WD-40 can’t fix the problem.
He’s an avowed Trumper, I’m a registered Democrat who votes environment first. But every evening on a recent trip to California, Bob and I find
