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The trials and tribulations of a thresherman
Years ago, I bought a big stack of American Thresherman magazines from 1924 through 1932. The paper was started by Bascom B. Clarke in 1898, to cater to the many professional thresherman in the country.
A life’s story worth telling
An interview with a blind man and respected broom maker changed Sutherland’s approach to writing narratives. It was a story worth telling in her hometown.
The melancholy of my family’s home farm
The house built by columnist Judie Sutherland’s ancestor, Samuel Young, seemed to have a sense of story, if a house is capable of holding such a thing. But it wasn’t always a happy story.
Purging the unused, but making new memories
It’s funny how the things we loved can one day become the things we can no longer stand the sight of.
Showering with unsolicited advice
At the risk of sounding obnoxious, I think Mr. Wonderful and I have raised — to this point anyway — two good kids. The ones that are kind, giving, gracious, look out for others. I’m proud of that. I flatter myself that people want to know how we have managed through cleverness, parenting skill, and
Drought and high feed costs push beef to record high
Prices for beef are up, but profits … not necessarily.
Simplifying contracts makes CSAs more appealing to potential members
Community Supported Agriculture organizations or CSAs are working to simplify the contracts between consumers and local farmers.
A roundup of FFA news for the week of Dec. 2, 2010
SULLIVAN, Ohio — The Black River FFA chapter recently conducted a community service project, volunteering at Elms Retirement Home in Wellington. Sixteen members played bingo with the residents. The FFA has also just completed its annual canned food drive. The food was donated to the Spencer First Baptist Church in Spencer and is being made
Is summer really over?
When summer began I had the same feeling many parents do, worrying about how I was going to fill all those long, lazy days. Of course any worries I had were soon set aside by a grueling schedule of sleeping in, lounging around the swimming pool and starting a movie at 9 p.m. There’s no
Cuckoos are Real
While searching the forest canopy for the male scarlet tanager I had just heard (its raspy voice sounds like a robin with a sore throat), another bird sailed through my field of view. It disappeared into a dense thicket so quickly I saw it for only a moment. I mentally reviewed the general impressions the
