The Far East...of Nebraska. | Okay, I think this may be a little bit of an unrealistic expectation of a twenty year old. At 20 I was a grunt. I thought about football, beers, and girls. Farming was something I did in summers when I was home, and had done for a blue-collar job all my life. I was more interested in the tractors, combines, trucks, etc. I am definitely not a mechanic or a gearhead, but that is what stood out to me. Unfortunately I can't tell you enough about the inside of any of those machines. However, I can recognize a cover 2 corner in a millisecond, or identify a OLB blitz from a free safety's alignment. At twenty I had no life plans, and farming was a job that I worked. The same could be said of me in high school. I wasn't in FFA, lots of people probably had no idea I worked on the family farm. I played sports. Year round. I worked on the farm, then went to practice. I didn't take vo-ag classes, I took AP classes. We lived in town. I didn't live and breathe farming, I was a normal kid with little thought about things like diesel burned, etc. I had lots of questions related to yields, fertilizer, crop rotation, etc. while I was on the farm, but most of the guys on the farm wanted to talk to me about sports, which I happily obliged. I have to say I would have had zero clue how to answer that question. At twenty-one things started to change. I settled down. Met a girl. Worked a summer job at a cargill in a whole different farming atmosphere and I wanted to know everything and compare it to "back home." Still never took an ag class, went a different route with my degree. Don't regret it, I'm just lucky I can learn on here! My Dad talked to me about things, but he knew I was more interested in sports, so that's what we talked about. He taught me financials through the stock market rather than the farm. There was absolutely zero pressure to come back and farm, and now that's probably why I want to do exactly that. |
How much diesel do you burn per acre?
