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IL | Selling the family farm is the equivalent to selling my soul. It's where I grew up, learned about life, spent time with my dad and grandpa who are now gone, made mistakes, learned to drive hunt fish wrench weld......
I am the trusted stuard of the land and my family herritage. One of every generation has stepped up and willingly took over the farms, and it's my privilege to be that person of my generation.
They can load my ashes in a fertilizer buggy and spread me. That's how I'm going out. | |
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Cash out...
