A Measured Pace: A Measured Pace

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A Measured Pace
I loved farm life. Every day was different with new things to learn and new challenges to take on. We never went on holidays because we had a motto “that every day on the farm was a holiday if you loved the work.” We were early risers, and there was something special about watching the world wake up as you guided the tractor down a fresh furrow. The air was cool and fresh, rich with all kinds of fragrances, and the sounds of the birds were music to the ears. We worked very full days and went to bed with the setting sun in the summer time. It was a measured pace balancing chores, school work, field work, 4-H and cattle projects with Sunday worship and teaching Sunday school.
One summer, when I was 14 and my brother 12, our Dad caught an infection in …show more content…

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