I was a typical farm boy. I liked the farm. I enjoyed the things that you do on a farm, go down to the drainage ditch and fish, and look at the crawfish and pick a little cotton.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I love the farm, I love growing stuff.
I worked on a farm for a little bit.
It has long been a childhood dream of mine to have a farm.
My dad farmed, my granddad was a farmer. I wanted to be a farmer.
I'm still a farm boy at heart. If I hadn't suffered from asthma as a child, I would be a farmer today.
On the professional side, those 18 years on the farm instilled my love for agriculture.
From my earliest memories, I loved the farm. My grandfather was a charter subscriber to Rodale's Organic Gardening and Farming Magazine and had a huge, well kept garden with an octagonal chicken house in the corner.
But as a young kid, I never did, really have an ambition to be a farmer. I never thought, gee, I would like to farm, and I want to raise these crops. I didn't quite know what I wanted to do.
Oh, I started out young. They handed me a cotton sack when I was about 8 years old. Give me a little small one, tell me to fill it up. I never did like the farm but I was out there with my grandmother, didn't want to get away from around her too far.
As a farm girl, even when I was quite young, I had my 'farm chores' - but I had time also to be alone, to explore the fields, woods and creek side. And to read.