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Permalink Reply by Matt on November 15, 2011 at 5:11pm I started the day I could walk.. lol. I have been farming since I was 19 and out of high school.
Got my first heifer when I was 12. Sold my first heifer when I was 14. Paid taxes for the first time at 15.
Permalink Reply by Ryan Levi Bildilli on November 16, 2011 at 1:17pm this pic is pretty close to when i started lol but i've been paying into social security and taxes since i was12 i'm 23 now
Permalink Reply by Adam on November 17, 2011 at 7:26pm Was thrown a hoe and sent out in the soybean field at age 5, age 10 was putting down hay with a swather. I'm 26 now.
Permalink Reply by Kari Hollman on November 20, 2011 at 9:23am I laughed a little at the "I was thrown a hoe at age 5"... Get to work, kid! LOL
Permalink Reply by Kari Hollman on November 18, 2011 at 9:08pm I started when I was 37. I had no idea what I was in for when my husband asked me if I wanted to buy 50 head of bred heifers. I never knew calves sometimes needed to be pulled. I was horrified to witness a malpresentation where the calf's shoulder and front leg weren't in the birth canal. My husband and his dad worked so hard to save the calf and the heifer, but in the end, we did lose the calf. When he told me the 2nd year that I was going to be in charge of the herd that spring during calving I was so scared. I lost 1 calf on my watch, the last one of the season. He was breech and I didn't know any better as far as watching the cow for distress. She was so exhausted I am lucky I went out for a midnight check, or we would've lost her, too. Last year I don't even want to talk about, Mother Nature was a very cruel woman on our farm. Aside from my crash course in calving 101, I have had crash courses in field work too. I never knew it was so much work but nothing beats an early spring evening watching those crazy little calfs whizzing around with their tails straight up. Love it.
Permalink Reply by Larry Bendal on November 21, 2011 at 9:32pm
Permalink Reply by Grant Hildabrand on November 22, 2011 at 8:47am I was 4 the first time I rode the tobacco setter. I could not reach the foot support, so I ended up walking behind the setter for one row at a time, "pegging" missed plants in. I would walk half a round, then wait until they got back to me. I thought I was doing big things! haha
I picked up one of the crippled piglets we had, and carried it home about the same time, and my mother helped me raise it. I kept Arnold until we got out of the hog business in the mid-90's. I did not get my first heifer until I graduated 8th grade, which was the same year I raised my first tobacco crop. I must say, I like raising soybeans alot better!
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