05/19/2026
People ask us all the time if Blue Ridge Cattle Company was named after the Blue Ridge Mountains. Truth is… no. It was named after a little road in Nebraska called Blue Ridge Dr.
That road led to the first house Dylan and I ever bought together while we were both active duty military. It was our first real home. The first place we learned how to be homeowners… and that old 1960s house definitely tested us more than once. 😂
That house saw deployments, hard seasons, and some of the biggest losses of our lives. It’s where we learned how to truly be husband and wife. It’s where we brought our first baby home. It’s where we stayed up late talking about dreams, school, the future, and what we wanted life to look like one day.
It also had the cutest little backyard — blueberry bushes, cherry trees, apple trees, pear trees, and a tiny garden that kept us busy learning how to can vegetables and make jams and jellies. We spent a lot of evenings out there talking about how one day we hoped we’d have more than a quarter acre to grow on.
And somehow, all those dreams that started in that little house slowly became reality.
When we were trying to name the farm, my brother Tucker randomly said, “Why not Blue Ridge?” — talking about the road we lived on. Honestly, I’m still shocked he came up with something both creative and sentimental. 😂 But the second he said it, we knew that was it.
So no — the name didn’t come from the mountains.
It came from the little house where this whole dream started. 🤎
