I'm happy for the farmers...no better people. I was born and raised in the heartland and still smile when I'm stuck behind a combine or tractor when visiting home. It's a country life traffic jam
My granny had 80 acres of original homestead in the middle of Michigan. I remember a farmer asking me how much I weighed when I asked if I could ride his cow. I said "60 pounds" and he said "hop on".
Her land was in soil bank after my grampa died but she had about 10 acres of woods in the back of the farm we could play in. The barn was full of old hay and she worried about a bum who would sleep in there on occasion. My mom sold the farm after granny passed. I always wanted to turn it into a drive-in theatre but her mind was made up.
My mother has it now but my grandfather had a 210 acre farm...about 10 acres of woods that he willed is never to be touched. I'll honor that as my mother has.
Fantastic hunting on it, deer, quail, pheasant, rabbit, squirrel...our sons have bonded with their dad there.
What were they wearing when they hunted the deer quail rabbits and( squirrel which is quite tasty I might add) Sorry I flashed back too "My Cousin Vinny" city Folks could never survive without a supermarket AND "FARMERS". I don't think they realize that as they scarf down that 16 oz. Porterhouse at Outback. "Thanks Farmers love your work is all they should ever say". I will "THANK YOU ALL"
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