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6/16/2014 9:42:00 AM Nancy takes credit for successful life
Sometimes I sit here in my corner of the world and watch as people win awards for things they have done in their profession. Sometimes I get a little self indulgent, or whatever you want to call it, about what I’ve done with my life. Then I write something like last week’s column where I talked about songs to jump rope to and you the readers respond in such a way that makes me laugh. I can work long and hard on some earth shaking news in the agricultural industry and no one really cares. However, songs to skip rope to becomes a hit column. I’ve been writing for 38 or more years, which is a long time. Or so I am told because there aren’t many woman with a byline stretching for that long a time. “You see, in my family, if you are male and march to the tune of being a golf superintendent behind my father’s era, that is all that is important.” If not, you were known to have simply been born. All of this got me thinking, if maybe in some little way, “The Farmer” and I have made an impact on someone’s life. Then I remember the day my mother called and wanted to know if we could take one of her grandsons to the farm. The kid she was referring to was in grade school, probably seventh or eighth grade and she felt he needed a breather. I told her I would ask “The Farmer” because that is who would be spending the most time with him. Of course, “The Farmer” agreed and the next week he went down home in his little sport Volkswagen, better known as a Karmann Ghia. It was a horrid little car with no back seat, the engine in the back of the car and the trunk in the front. At any rate, when they finally arrived back to the Hereford/Quarter horse farm in Waukesha, Wis., “The Farmer” walked in and said, “that kid talked all the way up here.” Things went well and “the kid” and “The Farmer” struck up a good relationship. To make a long story short, it is now almost 51 years later and “the kid” has a going business right here in Rockford. He operates a heat treating plant and, believe it or not, one of the many things he makes, or heats, or does something to, are parts for farm machinery. I think he said combines. “The Farmer” and I were so impressed with his operation we went back for a second time to visit him. It seems he has been very successful with what he is doing. He is married now, has a daughter who is studying to be a doctor, and a stepson who works right beside him. That alone pins a star on “the kid.” I hope that by watching “The Farmer” take my two oldest, from a previous marriage, under his wing and guide them through life, was an example for him. In my thinking, if you have gone out into the world and faced it head on, with no name recognition to lean on, and survive what is out there in this world today, you are someone very special. I’d like to be able to tell my mother that the grandson she was so worried about is doing just fine. She and my father would be so impressed by the many big furnaces that are being used in his heat treating plant. How he learned so much about that industry just amazes me. But then I’m always amazed at myself for having learned so much about the newspaper business and made a career out of it. I still can hear my mother telling me to be a writer and “tell our story.” Sometimes I get the shivers just thinking about it. Good job “kid”! You sure haven’t let any grass grow under your feet. “The Farmer” and I give you a whole lot of credit with the choices you have made. What about you? Have you helped anyone who gives you a bit of pride? Ciao!
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