The Farmer had been the same all his life.
He used the same hoeing tools his father, and his father’s father, had used.
He used the same ox-pulled plough from the last century that was weathered and broken, but The Farmer insisted did as fine a job as any of these newfangled tractor machines.
His crop was always small, despite him telling his wife that this year was going to be the bumper year when everything changed for him.
His customers were the small town back alley grocery stores and de...
Published on April 19, 2016 04:07