Dairy Farm Memories: Santa Special Delivery

Dairy Farm Memories: Santa Special Delivery

I still have vivid memories of Santa’s “arrival” when I was a small child growing up on a dairy farm. For me, Santa didn’t arrive on Christmas morning. After all, my father started milking at 5 a.m. every day, regardless of holidays or weekends. So, his one request of...
We Succeed or Fail … One Conversation at a Time

We Succeed or Fail … One Conversation at a Time

Today, as words race across the venues of social media with responses that are either filled with anger or enthusiasm on any subject from food and agriculture, to sports and the world in general, it reminds me of my introduction to fierce conversations over 25 years...