I don’t think a person truly appreciates someone until they’re gone. My dad, Thomas L. Pfaff, passed away six years ago at the age of 86 and I still catch myself thinking of him almost every day. Little things on the farm remind me of him, such as a new calf birthed out of one of his cows or walking by his tractor, now parked in our shed. Even the chicken catalog that came in the mail the other day reminded me of him. He holds a special place in my heart.
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Sarah Pfaff-Cavadini
Sarah Pfaff-Cavadini grew up on a dairy farm in western Wisconsin. She became an elementary teacher and taught for more than 20 years in her hometown of Melrose, Wisconsin. She and her husband, Tim Cavadini, have six children and 13 grandchildren. They enjoy their 175-acre farm near Mindoro, Wisconsin, where they raise registered Angus and Simmental beef cattle, focusing on genetics, as well as horses and other small animals.
