For a long time, my daily lunch ritual was to take my sack lunch to my car and listen to the farm broadcast on our “boomer” station, WHO-AM. I don’t really know how I got started on this, but it became a habit that I just really liked.
I’m not a farmer, and I don’t own land or livestock, so I don’t really have any skin in the game, so to speak. I do have fond memories of my grandfather’s farm, and I did spend a good portion of my early professional life with a large agricultural concern doing research on Read the rest of this entry »