And so, Mr. Franklin’s Milking Moment became the talk of the county. Not because he won. But because at an age when most people refuse to look foolish, he showed up, sat down, and gave it a squeeze. In the end, that’s not just a good story.
“I thought they wanted my opinion on the county’s new zoning laws,” Franklin told me later, still picking hay out of his cufflinks. “Not my… manual dexterity.” mr. franklin’s milking moment
Then, Mr. Franklin found the rhythm.