This is a story of a single farm kid. A farm kid whose been my agronomist and seed dealer for several years. He’s fulfilling a dream today, he’s headed home to the farm. It’s something that’s hard to explain, but a fairly large percentage of the folks working in agriculture today grew up as “farm kids”. And for many, there’s a dream, often only a dream, that some day they’ll be back on that farm. I’m sure they each have a story, I can only share the personal one here, my work with Kent.
Kent was an agronomist, I first got to know him when he worked for the local ag retailer we do a lot of business with. We often rode around together looking at fields, evaluating crops, and talking farming. Kent talked often of home (which was 30 miles to the west). I remember the 80 acres he bought, his first farm several years ago. We spent a lot of time talking about that 80 acres, the soil, the variability, how he could coax the most bushels out of the ground, at what price to sell those bushels. We farmed that 80 acres often!
Kent was good, he knew his stuff, and I enjoyed the friendship. I’ll miss him, but there’s no mixed emotions on seeing him leave, I’ve known for years that this is what he wanted to do, as much as he evaluated, planned and helped us on various aspects of crop production, that wasn’t where his heart was. So while I miss Kent, I’m also happy for him, and wish him the best as he fulfills that dream of being a farmer.
You can take the boy off the farm, but you can’t take the farm out of the boy