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Newsflash: Crop of rudeness and idiocy not damaged by natural disasters I would like to share a few words about my father with blogland. The man, technically, is my stepfather - but he is a father to me. If my words sound embittered at all, please forgive me. My father is a farmer, and I have just endured a chat room conversation in which several of my roommates claimed that farmers were "whiners" and spent more time in the coffee shop "bitching" about something or other than they did in their fields. And what do they have to bitch about, when the government will bale them out if the crops are damaged, anyway? Yes, I got angry, yes I left the room, and yes I put a couple into my ignore bin. And now, I'd like to say this: My father inherited the farm from his father. For over 50 years, he has raised Black Angus cattle on his land, along with the grain to feed them. For 30 of those years, he also held down a full-time job at a factory in town. He and my mother maintained a garden and grew much of their own food. They traded beef with other farmers in exchange for crops or meat they did not raise themselves. Dad had little time for the coffee shop or to stand around talking. Even now that he is semi-retired, Dad still farms and gardens. My parents now spend a happy chunk of their free time volunteering in their church and local community. That is - when they are not keeping up with the 7 between them, 14 grandchildren and one gorgeous great-grandchild. As far as help from the government, I don't remember any... Dad did many things to keep us solvent, though. He opened land that was lying fallow for the year to hunters who paid a fee. There was a river on the land that was accessible only from one of our driveways, so we would get a fee to fish there also. As I step away from my pc and allow my temper to cool, I will be thinking of my dad - a farmer, a hard worker, and a very good man. ~Sasha~ |
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Hi Sasha, People these days are so far removed from farming that they have no idea of what they speak.I come from farming stock and have worked on farms part time during my youth.It's not a job,it's a lifestyle.Farmers work very hard and it's not the sort of job in which you punch a clock and are done with it.Farmers have an attachment to their farms that people don't understand.It's their life,24-7.I understand your anger Sasha,people just like to talk about things they don't understand.I don't know why. Dave
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