Our Fraternal Grandfather William Dennis Runk (WD) bought each of us a Black Angus calf. We knew from the start that the money he paid for them was a loan, to be repaid when we sold them.
Although told not to, I named my calf. He was Leonard. As I was grooming him, he was always stepping on my foot and it hurt like hell. If Billie Don named his, I don't recall.
As things are on a farm, after several months, Grandpa Runk, our Dad, William Russell (Jack), Billie Don & me took our steers to the cattle auction in Kansas City.
It was a long time before I could eat beef, just knowing I was going to eat Leonard.