If we were to ask 100 people to name a person who had a large influence in their life, I would be willing to guess that a teacher would be among one of the oft-repeated answers.
The Cherokee have a saying that harkens the lovely spirit of each ancestor during the birth of a baby, hoping to carry forward the commendable in those gone before us, while letting go of the human shortcomings each carried through this life.
A collection of black 3-ring binders given to me by my Dad reveal a glimpse of a grandmother I never met.
Grandma Helen knew the importance of nutrition and good education.
One person I have long admired is someone I never had the chance to meet.
“Whenever I have worked on farms, I have found my thoughts drifting back to the early agricultural parables, perhaps because the very nature of manual work leaves one’s mind open to unhampered thinking, and perhaps because many farm chores today are remarkably unremoved from farm chores thousands of years old — shoveling out irrigation canals […]
Rash of recent car accidents is a reminder to talk about safety.
As summer winds toward fall, this has been a year constantly ahead of itself, it seems.
Farm lessons included ‘hard work, taking nothing for granted.’
Just this past week, a friend and I got to talking about how certain traditions have been handed down, some by family, others through the law of life’s essentials.
Summertime memories of being a kid on the farm.
It has proven to be true: you can take the country boy off of the farm, but you can’t sweep the country off the boy.
It was a pretty drive through farm country to attend Horse Progress Days in Mount Hope on a beautifully sunny Fourth of July. The quiet little town in Holmes County is just to the south of us here in Ohio by about a 40-minute drive. The thermometer had dipped down in to the 50s overnight, […]
Farming can get in a family’s blood early on.
There was a big family who had just moved in to our community, and one day in class I noticed the hole in the new boy’s shirt.
Life, it has been said, is a series of dress rehearsals. If you keep working on it, one day you will be ready for the real show. Parenting seems to fit this bill in every possible way. First, the banner is raised, announcing two happy people are about to become parents. My grandmother whispered to […]
“Dogs are our link to paradise. They don’t know evil or jealousy or discontent. To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring — it was peace.”
It made me stand up a little taller when my dad said to me one morning in the milking parlor, “I just couldn’t farm without you. You do good work.”
Watching the big horse races was a family tradition.