Necessity is the mother of invention. No one knows that more than the American farmer. One day recently, my son put on an old pair of his dad’s coveralls and was frustrated when he realized one of the lower leg zippers was broken, leaving the leg flapping open in the breeze.
I chipped away at the iciest windshield I’d seen in a long time – maybe ever. I wished Kathie’s play practice had been canceled like so many other events, but I started the van an hour before we needed to leave just to make sure it would be clear of thick snow piled over a layer of sleet that had iced over the first layer of snow.
URBANA, Ill. – Some of us want to know what the future holds, like tomorrow’s weather forecast. Others want to know what the future holds so they can calculate what the farm economy will be like in 10 years.
How does one define a life well lived? There are many people who would base this answer on the amount of money one has in the bank, or the vehicles parked in the garage or the number of vacations a fellow can afford in a year.
When longtime Texas congressman “Cotton” Charlie Stenholm got bushwhacked for re-election by colleague Tom DeLay’s infamous Texas redistricting plan in 2004, most ag policy hands lamented that much of the House Agriculture Committee’s farm bill experience went down with him.