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Making A Difference

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The start of harvest is just weeks away. Chopping season is already underway. Our summer season has had blessed times. It has also had struggles. Both situations come with responsibility. Responsibility to make a difference. We have mowed a number of Conservation Reserve Program (CRP) acres for others. Some choose not to take the risk of mowing. These acres often come with surprises. Like flat tires from thorn trees and sharp stumps, broken batwing mowers from unseen obstacles, and falling in holes. We choose to help with both the blessed acres and the struggling ones when when folks put their trust in us. Our family is blessed to have different members in it with a variety of abilities to help others. Mike is working on building wetlands in a reclaimed coalmine. Mark is digging basements for new homes and demolishing old ones. BJ is here loading his trencher to help a landlord with a wide wet waterway. Jan and I headed to Iowa City early Thursday morning. Her MRI showed no additional ...

Living Your Dash

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Last Sunday afternoon on a Ranger ride, Jan and I stopped at a cemetery north of Fremont. Most all the grave stones had a birth date, a dash, and a death date. The dash represents an ongoing journey of living. It won't be perfect. However those of us visiting this morning still have the opportunity to intentionally live our dash so it positively impacts our families, friends, and community. We found Jan's great-great-grandfather. Margaret, his first wife's dash was only 40 yrs. Rebecca, his second wife, died at 36 years old. His 3rd wife Amanda, outlived John by 11 years. Jan's great-grandfather Elijah, died at 69 years old. Jan's grandfather Carl had a twin brother Curt. Our twin sons Karl and Kurt were born 100 years later, and are named after them.  In 1964 my dash was 8 yrs long. I was in 3rd grade at Osky Christian. Our family moved to Pella in late November. So on December 15, 1964 Miss Tobac had my 19 remaining classmates write me letters. They meant a lot to...

Then And Now

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Every August we get calls to mow CRP (Conversation Reserve Program) acres. This is usually marginal ground where a farmer is paid to sow down land for conversation and wildlife. Elliot mowed yesterday until a volunteer thorn tree caused a flat tractor tire.                                When I was a kid, we rode to school in a "panel". Neighborhood parents would take turns picking up and driving their children to and from school. The bench seats sat around the edge of the vehicle and we faced each other. Seat belts were unheard of. Nowadays these are called vans. Thanks for the picture. When Jan was a kid, her family had a car and a truck. We just had a single car. Farmers didn't own or drive a pickup until the late 60s and early 70s. And then they were totally used for hauling or towing. Nowadays 80% of pickups are used for personal use only. Thanks for the picture. During my teenage years my parents had 6...

A Month For Relationships

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It's August, our last official month of summer. John and Ella got in 200 head of small feeder calves to custom feed for three months. Great-Grandpa Ferguson, who built the barn, would approve. August is often a month to clean out bins, preparing for the crop in the field. Jim has been hauling corn for Bill and Mark. August is also a month to get trucks ready for hopefully a busy fall. August is a month when fertilizer and seed prices come out for next crop year. That means  a conversation with input suppliers. It might mean a conversation with one's banker. Is the 2025 crop in the bin sold? Is the 2026 crop in the field sold? When planning, what will 2027 look like? As a landlord, August is a month when one looks at their farm and determines whether he or she is happy with their renter. As a renter, one is asking himself if he is doing his best to keep his landlord not only satisfied but thankful for the owner/renter relationship. It is also a month when the tenant needs to eva...

Salt And Pepper

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Hezekiah (King of Israel) was 35 yrs old when his pastor (the prophet Isaiah) told him to get his affairs in order because he would not recover from his illness. Hezekiah wept and prayed to the Lord. The Lord saw his tears and heard his prayers. He sent Isaiah back to the King to tell him He would answer his prayer and give him 15 more years. II Kings 20. During those 15 years Hezekiah became very successful. So much so that guests from Babylon came to visit. Hezekiah's pastor returned and asked what his guest saw. Hezekiah replied he showed them every treasure he owned (Pride). Isaiah said the time would come when everything in his home (palace) would be carried off to Babylon including descendants born to him. I have always been amazed about Hezekiah's response to Isaiah. II Kings 20:19 "This message you have given me is good. At least their will be peace and security during my lifetime". Jan and I were in our early 50s. Our extended family was outgrowing the old fa...

A Place In Time

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When I was ten years old my Dad would put the stock racks up on our farm truck, load some new straw, a 4-H box, a wheel barrow, three club calves, and we would head for the fair. After unloading, scooping out the straw, covering the stock racks with an old canvas tarp, we would park along the west fence, and that would be my home for the fair week. Later in the summer, Dad would put 2x12s across the top of the stock racks, we would park in Greenveiw, and watch Wednesday night races from across the street of corners 3 and 4. Today most livestock comes to the fair in 5th-wheel trailers. The camping area is full of campers for the week's stay, and Jan and I give all 4-H and FFA kids free tickets on fair week to those same Wednesday night races. Kurt brings our grill and cooks with the Sheriffs Dept. Today several of our grandkids are involved. Some with livestock. Some helping the fairboard set up the track for a Saturday night Redneck Rally. Some racing. And these young men helping G...