A delightful woman who told me her story with enthusiasm and pleasure in remembering. Her eyes sparkled, and she laughed at herself. I only asked her how long she had been working in the gift store – I received the true gift; I could have taken her home in my pocket.
Cindy in NE Missouri
When I was young I said, “I never want to marry a farmer – I don’t think living on a farm would be a good life!”
Well, never say never, because that is exactly what I did. I married a farmer. But it was good. I loved the freedom of doing whatever we wanted, and raising kids on the farm was so – so fun and easy. Neither of my girls married a farmer, but that’s okay.
I don’t think I was a very good farm wife. I was my husbands gopher; he had me go for this and go for that. I would come home with what he didn’t want, so he began writing a long description and drawing pictures so I could show the parts man exactly what he wanted.
He also had me drive the tractor, but only once. He said, “Never again will I ask you to drive the tractor!”
I would do it all again – all over again.
Although educated and trained to be a teacher, after 6-1/2 years in the classroom I became a farm woman and continued to teach full time another year and a half before becoming a full time farm woman and only a part time educator/teacher. I prefer to say I was a farm woman as I was more than a farm wife as I worked along side my husband with the farming and also the cattle. Thus I can relate to what this woman was saying. Enkoyed!
Thank you for your comments! I really like your term Farm Woman instead of Farm Wife…shows the power and influence women have in the industry!