A few years ago, when I was in my early twenties, I had my first brush with the ranching world.
I had been hired by a local developer to build a ranching business and had a new job offer.
I thought I had it all figured out, that the ranch was a great idea.
The new owner was a local farmer named Bill, and he offered to take me on a ride down to the Idaho Youth Ranch, a former boarding school on the Idaho border.
As I drove down to see the property, I was shocked to find out that it was a desolate place.
I was looking forward to a peaceful day of horseback riding and hunting with my two dogs, which we’d been given by the owner.
I got off the highway, and a few minutes later, the ranch had gone dark.
I drove back to my car and looked around.
I saw a lot of empty lots, and I couldn’t figure out what I had gotten myself into.
I eventually found out that I’d been fired.
I went to my parents’ house and told them what had happened.
My father was furious, telling me that I had no idea what I’d done.
He asked if I was sure I was going to go back to the school, and to be honest, I wasn’t sure either.
I wasn, and soon after that, I left for college.
But I wasn; I wasn-was just too embarrassed to speak out about what had been done to me.
I never spoke up about what I knew had happened, and the ranch, and Bill, never spoke out about it either.
The only thing I knew was that I was a bad kid.
And I was embarrassed by it.
But, as I drove around the state, I would find a lot more bad kids.
I noticed that the local news channels were running a lot about it.
One of the best-known local media personalities was Steve Harvey, who has become a national star for his documentary film about the ranch and its owner, Mikey.
He’s interviewed many people who’ve talked about the abuse they suffered at the ranch.
In a few days, I watched a documentary on Harvey and the abuse at the school called The Ranch, which aired on national television.
The documentary had just come out.
I watched the film and, even though I had already been through the abuse, I realized that I couldn, in fact, have gone through the same things that I went through at the Idaho youth ranch.
And then, I read a book by a woman named Laura, who said that the only thing that made her feel better about the situation was that her own parents had come to her defense, and that her father, who was the ranch owner, had also done his best to help her.
When I read this, I felt that it really validated what I was feeling.
I didn’t want to believe that I didn, in some way, have a role in the abuse that my parents were forced to endure.
And yet, as time went by, I found that I did.
I couldn-didn’t get the details right.
I kept hearing stories about how the ranch wasn’t really run well.
My parents would not tell me about their ranch, so I didn-didn-t know what the rules were.
My dad, who had worked at the youth ranch for 20 years, was so embarrassed that he couldn’t even tell me how many animals he had killed.
My mother told me that she had to leave the ranch when the cattle started dying.
I found it very hard to believe what she was saying, but, at the same time, I thought, I have to be right.
But then, one day, I came across an article on the internet that explained how the young girls who lived in the ranch were being abused.
I decided to start a website, “The Ranch Project,” to share what I learned with others.
It was very difficult to tell people about the Ranch Project.
Some people wouldn’t believe me.
But when I went on to a talk show and said, I don’t believe this, people did listen.
And after I was featured on the talk show, I got a lot better.
And when I spoke at a conference, people came up to me and asked, Why didn’t you tell them?
They knew that they were being treated badly.
But they couldn’t understand why I was afraid.
They thought I was crazy.
They felt I had to be a good person.
I also heard from people who had been abused at the Ranch who wanted to help people.
The people who wanted the Ranch to go away wanted to see how it was going.
I realized, There are people out there who want to help.
They just don’t want you to see it.
I began to think that I would be a better person if I just went to the Ranch and spoke.
I finally told my story to the people who were there and they were amazed.