Today we laid to rest my son's Grandmother. While traveling to the cemetary, our funeral procession passed a farmer just starting to open up a field of soybeans. He stopped his combine, took his hat off, covered his heart with it, and bowed his head as we passed. Thank you Mr. Farmer. May God bless you and your family 10 fold. This act of kindness makes me proud to be a part of group of people that still have good ol' American values.