I am the ‘farm wife’s’ sister, and I will be a contributing author on this blog from time to time. We were both born and raised on the same farm. Our ideals are the same – God, America and the farm. Nothing more, nothing less – and in that order. Our roots are the same, though my wings carried me a little further than the cornfields. I left the farm to become a police officer in the big city. We grew up on a farm that raised beef cattle and grain – corn, beans and wheat. Every once in a while, there would be a cornstalk that would be growing by itself in a field of beans. I remember asking Dad about it. Being a man a few words, he simply commented – “It’s rogue.” I guess that is the best way to explain it. My sister and I were born and raised to be farm wives. I went rogue.
I am a third generation, farmer’s daughter. My name is Kristen. I am just about as brunette as my sister is blonde – and that is our personalities, in a nutshell. While drastically different, we are absolutely the same… if that makes any sense. My sister and I have a little brother. We like to take credit as developing him into the man he has become – he likes to refer to it as the ‘torture of his youth’. Regardless, the three of us have some tales from our younger years - the cattle, the corn, and a few issues in between. We like to refer to them as…. ‘The Farm Stories’.
You can find Farm Stories in one of three ways. #1. Click the steer picture on the right toolbar. #2 Under ‘Topics’ on the right toolbar, find “Farm Stories”. #3 follow this link – Farm Stories.