Our friend Hardscrabble Farmer now has his own website to post his poignant prose. Check it out and go back often. Truth and wisdom are hard to find in this world.
You Can’t Get There From Here
HARDSCRABBLEFARMER.COM IS ALIVE
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Here’s a story I have never told before, at least not in its entirety. We came to farming late in life — I am not the last in a long line of family farmers and I did not grow up on one. I was born into a time and a world that resembled an episode of the Twilight Zone meets the Brady Bunch. One of the nation’s first latchkey children, I grew up on the semi-rural edges of the NY metro area when you could still see the distant towers of Manhattan from the middle of a potato field. Family farming was, in my childhood, rapidly retreating from the American scene as suburbia replaced it. I would hunt for arrowheads in the shadow of newly constructed strip malls, ride my bike—without a helmet—across the Delaware River where Washington’s troops had crossed, and take the bus into NYC so that I could sneak onto the chisel edged roof of the CitiCorp building and hang my legs over the side, 60 stories above the streets below.
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What a great site. Reading HS soothes and calms me. It is very uplifting to hear from someone who has built a satisfying, productive life by hand, made well-considered choices, and is happy with them.
HSF
Good luck with your site. Your prose is a unique gift. Thanks for sharing it with us.