Oh, don't get me wrong. I love farming.

I grew up living on the family farm. I still like to get on a tractor and spend a day pulling a disk. I often got off work at school during the fall and rode out to the place and drove a combine till it got to damp to cut. I like tinkering in the shop and watching stuff grow. I hated the crap with the USDA. And banks. And legal offices.

Dad's truck was so full of papers and mail that he hardly ever got to "farm." He wasn't really a farmer anymore, more like a businessman who had a truck instead of an office. Of course, he said he would rather do office work out of a truck than office work in an office. He was making plans for the next crop the day before he passed away.............