kpb: What you say is exactly true! The value of our land, in reality, is where we make our money. Now having said that...how do I ever leave this place? My great grandfather died here and so did my Dad. My children were raised here, just like I was, just like my father was, just like my grandfather was.
My Dad told me when he was in the ugliest battles in Italy that all he could think of was coming home to this farm.
I love this piece of dirt more than life itself, but I also realize the day will come when the suburbanite will make an offer that can't be refused!
I tell my son "Don't be an idiot. When the price is right sell it...just don't do it while I'm still alive".
My Dad told me when he was in the ugliest battles in Italy that all he could think of was coming home to this farm.
I love this piece of dirt more than life itself, but I also realize the day will come when the suburbanite will make an offer that can't be refused!
I tell my son "Don't be an idiot. When the price is right sell it...just don't do it while I'm still alive".
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