S T O R I E S

Howdy "New Friend,"

You asked for an introduction, so here we go.

I'm a former NE dairy farmer's daughter, then city girl for 45 years, now back to the farm, 63 year old, class of `62 Papillion HS grad, no college, not retired, still full time, "Mom-wife-farm girl-homemaker."

After my three older brothers left home, Dad and I tried to farm (I ran our 40 + herd dairy operation), from the time I was 13 to 16. I wanted to play with those newly discovered things called "boys," drag race, and do other "city girl" things (like hang out at Paul's Drug Store) and hated being strapped down to milking cows every morning and night.

So - Dad caved, Mom agreed, and we moved into the BIG town (1,500) of Papillion!

Am writing a book entitled "The Bread Mixer."

Married a jazz key board player at 19, had his baby (boy) at 20, divorced him at 21, remarried an entrepreneur/financier at 23, had his baby (girl) at 24, and another (boy) at 25...took a hiatus until 31 and had my last (girl) who is now 31.

Divorced him in `96, re-married in 2001 - to the most sound, credible, honest, decent, hard working gentleman around.
I remind him constantly, that we're "using the dickens" out of him, because it drives our opponents bonkers trying to figure a way to discredit him without exposing themselves.

He, my children and grandchildren, great friends, two perfect dogs and one cat who thinks he's perfect... and a damn fantastic horse, along with a conscious building of my history as one who's driven only by non-bias, solid science, and quality of issue or candidate- regardless the party, ethnicity, religion, gender, age, social economic level...are my passions.

Two things I come out swinging like a Momma tiger on: Lying and in-justices. I have zero tolerance for people who lie, and will fiercely protect good people who have had an in-justice slung at them.

This is what we strive for with Good Neighbor: We're not a bunch of radical activists, militants or litigants. We revolutionize through "education."

OK. Just now a good example of my life popped into my little basement computer room.

The sound, credible, honest, decent, hard working gentleman husband appears, draft horse sale brochure in hand, begins explaining what I need to do because - "Vet may come sometime, I'm not sure when," and, "Dale and I need to run the flatbed out and load those bales." He digs in files, pulls out brand papers, coggins, etc. leaves me with instructions, "Watch for the vet. Waffle (Our Belgium. OK. Yes. He's our Belgium "Waffle.") has the 7D brand, and "Punch" the HT. You know how to handle them, so please take care of it."

Thus, my book - now burgeoning tome to you - ends.

Thank you for all you do!

Papers in hand...gotta run!

Roni
PS. Aren't you tickled you asked for an introduction?

Roni Bell Sylvester 3/21/08