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great story, very moving.
i grew up on a dairy farm (in upstate NY), and also grew 95% of our own food. now i'm on a 1 acre plot in a subdivision just outside of town (in AR). i also long for the days when i could look out over 100+ acres and see the results of hard work and dedication. it use to be work-->food. now its work-->get paid-->go shopping-->buy food-->hope it isn't poison.
now that i have bought my own home and fenced in the (3/4 acre) backyard, its time to "ecomod" my backyard and get some of that old feeling back.
while i know any difference i make is fairly minuscule on a worldwide level, i always remember that i am ridding the world of 1 overweight, lazy, fat-guzzling, pre-subway jared with an equally fat/lazy wife, eating nothing but mc-d's for breakfast #1 and taco-bell for all other meals, driving 2, 8mpg guzzlers, and trying to "fix" their lifestyle with magic pills.
wow, thats one heck of a run-on sentence, haha.
life is what you make it. so why not be the "odd" person, and enjoy every waking moment?
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