When the cow comes home
Maudine's story
In her own words:
Yup. That's me. You're probably wondering how I ended up in this situation.
The year was 1926. At least I'm told it was. I don't understand the passing of time. I was actually a bit of a celebrity in my barn—it's embarrassing, really. I had just set a world record for butterfat production. I was a professional, a producer and a proud member of the Ohio State dairy herd.
It started with a bit of drama over at the student election office. Apparently, the race for homecoming queen had turned into a mess of ballot-stuffing and voting irregularities. Something I'm sure people in the future will certainly have figured out. Anymoo, while the rest of the university was arguing over who should wear the crown, a few students in the College of Agriculture had a better idea.
They were tired of the politics. They wanted a candidate who was productive, reliable, and represented the real heart of Ohio. And also gorgeous (obviously).
The Ag students didn't just nominate me; they campaigned for me. They told the university that if they wanted a queen who actually contributed something tangible to the state of Ohio, I was the only logical choice.
When the votes were finally counted, it wasn't even close. I didn't just win; I won by a landslide with over 12,000 votes. The university officials were stunned. They tried to figure out how a Holstein could possibly reign, but the students had spoken.
I was officially the queen.
I'll be honest: I skipped the dance.
But I did make it to the parade. They even built me my own float! I rode through the streets of Columbus surrounded by my fellow Buckeyes like a 1,500 pound conquering hero.
There's been quite a few homecoming queens since my time, but I'd like to think my victory meant something. I'm proud to be a part of the CFAES legacy—even if I'm the only queen who ever preferred a bale of hay to a bouquet of roses. At least, that I know of.
Things you didn't know about Ohio's greatest queen (And you call yourself a Buckeye?)
She won by a landslide
Ballot-stuffing started it all
She represented the College of Agriculture
She made it to the parade
She was a Holstein
She was already famous before the crown
She skipped the dance
This is her 100th anniversary
Join the herd
She won a crown. She’s a big deal. You should probably share her story.
#Maudine100
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