3–4 weeks ago, the hopeful light at the end of the tunnel came in the form of a phone call from a Seattle Times reporter named Jackie. She simply asked my father if he would be willing to chat about the Wagyu industry in Washington State, as she was doing research for an article that she was writing. Being the transparent, upfront guy my dad is, he told her all about the ins and outs of the commercial industry that we have been exposed to, as well as how we do things on our ranch.