My work has always been in agriculture. Even the early days of my boyhood included plenty of work. Though most of the time it was experiences that were more enjoyable than hard. It is quite surprising how much can be learned on a small farm in Nebraska. Crops, livestock, families, and even politics were found on a daily basis.
The farming community of Meadow Grove, not far from the Elkhorn River was where I came from. It was only six hundred people, yet joined with the close town of Tilden, it became the fabric of my community, and is to this day. From this small point on the earth, I have been able to experience a much larger community of farmers and agriculturalists from across the nation, and around the globe. How lucky I have been!
My journey towards authorship, probably began in a two room schoolhouse a few miles away from our farm place. It was the same one my father went to. From there it went to a new modern country school, that had an excellent English teacher and the most advanced books to teach from. Then, on to high school I went, but no further. The farm and my father was calling to me; thus I began my career very early.
Soon the need led to the politics of agriculture, where I began leading organizations that representing farmers. This lent me to prepare many speeches and essays related to the plight of family farmers, who typically suffered from a lack of profitablity. All along the way though, I developed and interest in poetry, and stored away most everything little thing I wrote.
As I grow into my more mature years, my interest only increases in writing. A near death experience further hastened me desire to put into print my thoughts. And here I am now. Saved by my own writing, and hoping it helps others most certainly.