Boys to Men

I was born and raised in Southern Ohio. The family farm was the centerpiece of my formative years. Uncles, Aunts, Grandparents, a Great Grandmother, parents, two younger siblings, and half a dozen younger cousins made up our clan; all whose lives were touched by the farm. Looking back on those times I remember many wondrous and beautiful moments. The incomparable smell of freshly turned soil, the checkerboard effect of 100’s of bales of hay spread over 40 acres of bottom land viewed from atop the ridge. The sweet intoxicating aroma of freshly mown hay. The slinky sly fox that came to the apple orchard near the house in the early morning to snatch fallen apples. The exotic smell of the smo

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