There is much I am grateful for this Father's Day, but mostly I give thanks--for the farmer who instilled within us a deep love for this beautiful earth, for the father who showed us what it means to provide for another, and for the Dust Bowl survivor who taught us to persevere.
Dad was a farmer in his younger years; he raised crops of grain, cotton and sugar beets. Now at 95 years of age, he looks through the windows from his lift chair to the fields he once tilled. Weather and soil were his life blood back then, and even now he watches--for the clouds, the wind and the rain. Dad may wonder who we are at times, but he never forgets--the land which served him well.
There is much I am grateful for this Father's Day, but mostly I give thanks--for the farmer who instilled within us a deep love for this beautiful earth, for the father who showed us what it means to provide for another, and for the Dust Bowl survivor who taught us to persevere.
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