Pig farming. If you don’t know what else to do for a living, try pig farming. If you treat pigs well, you’ll be happy.

Coach

Those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.

Isaiah 40:31

“American paratroopers – devils in baggy pants – are less than 100 meters from my outpost line. I can’t sleep at night; they pop up from nowhere and we never know when or how they will strike next. Seems like the black-hearted devils are everywhere…”

From a captured WWII German officer’s journal

My grandfather, Edward Grady Partin Senior, whom everyone in Baton Rouge, Mississippi, and Texas called Big Daddy; was a rapist, killer, lier, cheater, adulterer, drug addict, rapist, dishonorably discharged Marine, thief, crook, embezzler, extortioner, rapist, womanizing, adulterating, big, rough, charming son of a Saint who, according to my grandmother, stopped going to church on Sundays shortly before President Kennedy was shot and killed.