Cup 49

Person: Steve Googin

Drink: Fresh cow milk 

Date: September 15, 2011

Location: Greyrock Farm outside of Syracuse, NY 

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Cup 49 did not involve any coffee. But it did include raw cow milk.
 
I bet you didn’t see that coming. I didn’t either.

It all began when a crazy idea infiltrated my mind while filling up my car for an eight-day road trip:

I should find a way to milk a cow! 

In all honesty, I have no idea where these ideas come from. Luckily, I knew my travel companion Rachel would be game for the challenge so when I picked her up, I told her the idea and we began our quest to make it happen. There’s not exactly protocol for finding a cow to milk, so we resorted to telling any stranger we ran into about our goal in hopes we’d somehow find a lead to a dairy cow.

Our strategy worked. We met a wonderful young woman named Abigail through a travel service called Airbnb, which allows people to rent out space in their homes. We stayed at her beautiful home outside of Syracuse, New York and the three of us stayed up late into the night getting to know each other. At some point we brought up our cow milking quest and Abigail knew the perfect person to help us make it happen—Steve Googin, an acquaintance of hers that worked at an area farm.

She gave us his phone number, we sent a few text messages, and the the next day Rachel and I were tromping around a Greyrock Farm learning about crops, cattle, and community supported agriculture.



Community supported agriculture is a socio-economic model of agriculture where individuals in the community pay a membership fee and in return receive a box of fresh produce each week throughout the farming season. The result is that members of the CSA get local produce picked at the peak of freshness and farmers have more financial stability and get to connect with the people that eat their food. CSAs have been around for years but the model has recently grown in popularity.

Rachel and I were lucky to visit Greyrock on a pickup day, which meant during the few hours we toured the farm, carloads of individuals and families showed up to pick veggies from the neatly stocked bins inside one of the barns. Each person that walked into the barn was welcomed with a friendly hello from Steve and the other farmers. It was clear that Greyrock was more than just a farm, it was a community of people that cared about each other.

I had never heard of CSAs but listening to Steve explain the details and watching dozens of members leave with armloads of veggies and smiles on their faces—I loved the idea. It seemed like a desirable alternative to shopping for veggies  under the fluorescent lights of an impersonal big box store. The passion in Steve’s voice as he told us the history of the farm and his own story only intensified our fascination for supporting local farming. 

At one time Greyrock was a dairy farm run my two women. As the women got older they needed someone to take over. That’s when they found Matt Volz, a young farmer looking to start a CSA. Matt convinced Steve, who was a friend from high school, to join the crew and although the idea of joining a small, sustainable farm in the middle of nowhere might have seemed a little crazy, Steve was easily convinced. He was passionate about the idea and could see its potential to positively impact the community.


After the tour we got down to business. Steve led the two dairy cows into the barn for their afternoon milking while Rachel and I nervously followed. It was clear that the cows were used to—and looked forward to—this part of their afternoon. It was also clear Rachel and I had no idea what we were doing. Luckily Steve was a great teacher and patiently walked us through the process.  

It’s difficult to accurately describe what milking a cow feels like—I suppose awkward and a little frustrating are fitting adjectives. Most of the milk ended up on the ground instead of the milk bucket but it was a fun experience nonetheless. If you ever get the chance, definitely try it. 

After Rachel and I both had a chance to try Steve took over and later offered us a taste of raw milk that had been refrigerated after the early morning milking. I figured it was an acceptable substitution for a cup of coffee—and also a delicious way to celebrate that we’d accomplished our crazy goal to milk a cow.



Now is milking a cow a spectacular accomplishment? Not really. People do it everyday.

But what is cause for celebration is the fact that we turned a crazy idea into a reality. What we were really celebrating was a mentality; a pursuit.  Two mentalities actually—our attempt to accomplish a challenge and Greyrock’s attempt to innovate a better food system in its community. 

What began as something nonsensical turned into a valuable experience—a lesson in the importance of understanding where food comes and its ability to build community and nourish the spirit. When we left the farm, we had armfuls of fresh veggies and new friends. We had great memories and new knowledge (we also had more great pictures you can see here).

That wouldn’t have happened if we had dismissed the crazy idea before giving it a chance. It wouldn’t have happened if we hadn’t accepting the challenge and followed our curiosity.

The more I thought about Cup 49, the harder it was to keep the words of Steve Jobs out of my head. I first heard his Stanford commencement speech a few years ago but watched it again after countless people shared the link after his passing. Within the speech is a quote that I often repeat to myself:

Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life.

Jobs continues, “Don’t be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.”

Cup 49 was an adventure, a new experience, and, most importantly, a reminder to chase crazy dreams.

Because most great ideas are crazy—until they work.

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Cup 48

Person: Steve Schram 

Drink: Green Tea  

Date: September 12, 2011

Location: Michigan Radio Office in Ann Arbor, Michigan

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Nobody can do it all by themselves.

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The Monday I drove to Ann Arbor to meet Steve Schram I wasn’t in the best spirits. I’d had one of those weekends where everything felt uncertain: the ground I was standing on didn’t feel solid, I questioned every choice I was making, and I worried I was setting goals I wasn’t fit to achieve. 

In short, my confidence had faltered. 

It happens to everyone. With 365 days in a year, you’re bound to have a handful of bad ones. Really, you’re lucky if you only have a handful. 

My focus over the past few weeks has been determining what happens after my post-college travels come to an end. I want to continue traveling, but my dwindling bank account is a constant reminder that I’ve got to find a way to make it financially feasible.

One of the greatest lessons I’ve learned through 52 Cups is that with the right combination of passion, courage, persistence and elbow grease, you can make anything happen. That’s why I’m pursing what I really want in a career rather than settling on a corporate 9-5 that doesn’t fit me. This pursuit has more uncertainty and risk than the typical job route, but I can handle the uncertainty because I’ve heard enough success stories to know the end result will be well worth the effort. 

Okay, saying I can handle the uncertainty is not entirely true. A more accurate statement is that I can handle the uncertainty 95 percent of the time. The weekend before Cup 48 falls into the five percent of time I worry I’ve bitten off more than I can chew and am too naive to notice. 

That’s why I went to have coffee with Steve Schram. 

The only thing I knew about Steve—aside from his job title of Director of Public Media at Michigan Radio—was that he is a close friend of one of my greatest mentors, Scott Westerman. During a conversation with Scott, I said I needed to have coffee with someone that gave good advice. Scott said Steve was the perfect person for good advice so I set up a meeting and hit the road to Ann Arbor. 

I arrived at the Michigan Radio office in downtown Ann Arbor, Steve gave me a warm welcome before getting us both a cup of green tea from the break room. Then we started the conversation by exchanging stories about how we both knew Scott. I explained that I’d met Scott two years ago through my involvement with entrepreneurship at MSU.

Steve told me he met Scott over 30 years ago through his involvement with campus radio at MSU. When Steve and Scott were in college, the campus radio scene was hot. There were six campus stations (one for each of the housing complexes) and over 125 students involved in the production and broadcast. This was back before iTunes, YouTube and Spotify made music accessible with just a few clicks. Back then if you wanted to hear the hottest track you had to tune into the radio or call and request the song from the DJ. 

Steve was one of those DJs and he loved it. From a young age he knew he wanted to be in radio. During high school he and a group of friends created a pirate radio station that they programmed every day after school. They treated it just like a regular station and focused on making it as professional as possible. Joining campus radio at Michigan State was an obvious next step and one that led to a successful career in the radio industry. Steve told me he never needed to join a fraternity; his friends in campus radio were like family and that remains true today even after 30 years. 

While I have very limited knowledge about radio, (i.e. I can turn it on and change the station, that’s about it) I understood what Steve was talking about. My “fraternity” in college was a group of entrepreneurs crazy enough to think they could each build a company of their own and excited to help others do the same. 

When I told Steve this he replied that I would end up being friends with many of those students for the rest of my life. We’d go to each others’ weddings, celebrate career successes and more. He continued that it wasn’t just celebrating great moments, it was helping each other through the tough times too. 

A few years ago, Scott’s daughter was getting married in Florida and Steve flew down to attend the wedding. 

At the time, Scott had a great job but was a considering an opportunity at Michigan State. Steve could see the decision was weighing heavily on Scott’s mind so during the reception he pulled Scott outside to talk. He listened to Scott’s concerns before expressing his opinion that the job was a perfect fit; something certainly worth pursuing. Steve wasn’t trying to tell Scott what to do, or make the decision for him, he just wanted to give an outside perspective and supportive voice. 

Scott ultimately pursued the job and is now thriving at Michigan State. 

Of course, Steve doesn’t take credit for Scott’s decision. His advice was just one of the many factors involved. But it was an important piece because Steve was a trusted friend and confidant. 

I appreciated the story for a number of reasons. For starters, it was comforting to know that everyone—even the people we most admire—struggle with moments of uncertainty. More importantly, it made me feel comfortable enough to open up and ask Steve for advice. 

I told him about the goals I was trying to achieve, how I hoped to achieve them and the uncertainties and concerns I had about the process. Although I had known him for less than 30 minutes, I knew I could trust him to give me encouraging yet honest advice about my situation. 

And I was right. After listening to my story, Steve asked me questions about things I hadn’t considered and made observations I hadn’t noticed. Then he shared insights from his own career experience and the experience he’d had raising two sons. 

By the end of the conversation, the uncertainty of my situation wasn’t quite so overwhelming. Steve helped me see the situation from an objective and practical perspective rather than the emotional and speculative perspective I’d had all weekend. I realized that I had become so wrapped up in emotions about my future I wasn’t able to think clearly—I needed someone to help me take a step back and see the situation from a higher level. 

Scott sent me to Steve because he knew he could help me do that. 

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Cup 48 was an important reminder that there will always be moments of uncertainty in life. But more importantly, there will always be people that can help us through them—it’s just a matter of being brave enough to seek out the help and open up.

It was also a reminder that if you’ve got an opportunity to help someone else, you should take it. 

Because nobody can do it all by themselves.

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The Homestretch

It’s hard to believe that I’ve only got five Cups left of this crazy experiment. I’ll be posting Cup 48 by the end of the week, which means I’ve got four more until I’m done. 

Like a mom watching her baby board the bus to kindergarten for the first time, I keep thinking—how did this project grow up so fast? 

It’s incredible to think back to the previous 47 Cups: the friends made, lessons learned and adventures had. It’s been life changing and I’m sad to see it end. That’s why I’m determined to pack in as much friend-making, lesson learning and adventure having as possible in the final cups. 

In order to facilitate this, I am jumping back on the road with my friend Rachel for a Northeast road trip. We’ll be hitting New York City, Washington D.C. and a host of other places along the way. We’ll be sharing adventures from the road here and we’d love to have you follow along—especially if you’ve got good travel recommendations or are living in any of the cities we’ll be visiting. 

There might be a slight disruption in my posting schedule, but there will be plenty going on over at my other blog—thanks for understanding. And as always, thanks for reading. It means more to me than I can put down in writing. 

megan