“Why is that big house here on this farm?” As I left my office in the old farmhouse yesterday I was surrounded by children here for a school tour. They looked to be six or seven years old and had arrived by bus from an inner city school. They had taken a hay ride, picked […]
Browsing Posts published in September, 2014
Growing up in the midwest we were familiar with violent storms and tornados. It was before television but when an especially strong storm was expected my father would sit up all night monitoring the radio weather report. We were warned that if he woke us my brother and I were to run to the cellar, […]
