From the earliest days, man has tilled the ground, by the sweat of his brow, in hopes of a crop. I've been blessed to know many farmers, indeed am descended from a long line of them. It's honorable work and a wonderful heritage.
This little guy in the farmer cap was a gift in memory of Cindy's dad -- the quintessential farmer and "red tractor" man. Tomorrow would have been his 80th birthday.
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