Our story
In the summer of 1962 the county went 74 days without rain, and Emmett Miller got tired of waiting. He borrowed Walt Hagen's crop duster, filled a coffee can with silver iodide he ordered out of a catalog, and came back an hour later soaked to the skin. The Hagens got two inches that night. The Kowalskis, who had laughed at him at the co-op, got nothing, which Emmett always maintained was the weather's own decision.
Word travels fast when a man can make it rain. By 1965 Emmett had a plane of his own, a license, and a waiting list. His son Dale grew the business through the 70s and 80s, adding the ground rigs, the frost work, and the famous gauge policy. These days Dale still runs the office, his boy Randy handles dispatch and the website you are reading, and Randy's brother Kurt does the flying. Emmett is 91 and comes in every morning to look at the radar and say it's wrong.
The coffee can is on the shelf above the coffee maker. We are aware of how that sounds, and we keep them separate.
The fleet
You may hear folks around town mention Unit 2. Unit 2 has been retired from service and from conversation.
Who we are, on paper
Miller & Sons is licensed, bonded, and insured. We are members of the Tri-County Chamber of Commerce, the Dutch Flats Volunteer Fire Department (Dale, 40 years), and the Nebraska Association of Atmospheric Contractors, which meets annually and is mostly us and a fellow out of Broken Bow we don't care for.
We answer our own phone, we show up when the estimate says, and we clean up our clouds when the job is done. That's been the whole business plan since 1962 and we see no weather on the horizon that would change it, unless somebody pays us to put it there.