Growing up on a farm in Delaware

Growing up on a Delaware farm was a wonderful and rewarding experience for me.

I grew up in an area where several families of hundreds of square kilometers had been cultivated, married and they were a stable community for centuries, along the Delaware Rout One north of Lewes.

In my first youth, I grew up in a farm where we had 33 cows, 18 beans twice a day, 3 horses, some hens, 60 hectares of corn, straw and grass. It was a farm that my maternal grandparents had. There were barns, tractors, long hours and Sundays in the church. We cultivated maize, hay and grass. We had a large garden and some fruit trees. We have hunted, forged and we grow what we ate and used in most cases. Duck, goose, dove, mussel, fish, crabs, peas, wild boar, mustard mushrooms, sprigs, wild garlic, onions, persimmon, wild cherry, wild strawberries, cranberries, figs, mint, wild carrots, herbs and spices wild .

We had a good amount of beef, chicken, milk, cream and our own homemade butter, as well as at least two types of handmade soap. We cooked on a stove that also warmed the house. I slept with down duvets and feather beds of more than a hundred years. We had a bit of a coal oven, but the charcoal was expensive and that was only for the coldest times. We had electricity and a phone too. We threw and made corn shell, some of which we traded with neighbors of pork, beef or turkey.

I lived on my grandfather's farm and my grandfather also lived with us. My grandmother and grandmother were professors. I taught myself, I taught and encouraged to read several hours a day. The house was full of old books and I was the only student I had at home. In the attic books were delivered through the family from 1500 and 146 and since then. We lived on earth, some of which had been in family ownership for hundreds of years and now they are divided from thousands of hectares to small fish. We lived the same way as people who lived in the late-1800s and early 1900's. However, we had a telephone and TV, none of which was used a lot.

My grandfather taught me a lot; for milk from cows by hand and for the machine and much more. I palliated tons of deodorant fertilizer, I fed cows and horses and learned to carpenter, to make tools and to repair things. I learned to do it and move on. I learned to fix the harness, to make pineapple resin from the local trees and mix it with wax bees to treat the homemade wool thread that was used to repair l & Harness I learned to do minor surgery in animals, such as castration, disappearance, and at least once I helped pull an infected tooth in a cow. I learned how to make my own knife at 4 years old. By 5, he was going to drive the old Ford. At 6, I could drive the tractors and the truck. At 7 o'clock, I could work a full day in the field driving the largest tractor that the father had.

The father bought the adjacent farm when he was five years old and later bought several adjacent or nearby farms and wood floors as it was available. He later owned and rented more than 3,000 acres at the time I left the farm. We lived well from the father's worked work and advanced techniques.

My grandparents were not very modernized. The father was not a regular person at the time. He was between 20 and 50 years before his time in agriculture. I helped the father's farms once I started school. At eleven I worked at least 20 hours a week during the school year, often 40. At 12 years, my summer weeks were typically 60 hours or more and sometimes more than 100 hours. I tried to go from 120 to 130 hours a week for the added money. Many nights I slept in the dirt, in the field, to remove home from sleeping so I could make more money. I learned to go to sleep in seconds and go up, dress and work in less than four minutes when I slept at home.

In the summer, when there was no school, and paid for the long hours I worked, I achieved considerable income even in the low hourly salary. I have saved most of that. I did not have much time or opportunity to spend it. As a teenager, I did more, many months than some older men in our area and I had few expenses. We have not worked all the time, but we have enjoyed work. I do not remember anyone who did not want to work. I managed to do the most difficult and less popular works, mainly carrying hay and irrigation. Doing the hardest jobs gave me job security. We went on Sundays to go to the small church in the country that our family founded and built on the farm. We have worked hard and have loved the work and life that won us.

The father, before his time, had irrigation, high density crops, unprocessed agriculture, airplanes to spray crops and used all available or proven experimental or modern technology or techniques. As a young man, I was accustomed to the father being on the cover of a magazine almost every month. Some of the things that pioneers helped 30-40 years ago are becoming normal and normal now, some will be more common later.

Dad grew his farm from nothing and, when he was a teenager, cultivated more than 3,000 hectares, seeking to benefit from economies of scale and mechanization. Smaller farmers were often far less than the minimum wages in the 1970s. It rented thousands of agricultural land hectares, but also had many hundreds of hectares of agricultural land.

I'm sure I miss the rural agriculture I grew up in. We decided, many years too late, to sell most of our agricultural land under development when the government decided to farm peasants, farms and agricultural products. First, it was the national market for agricultural commodities with a crop after another and then in the international market with corn, wheat, soy is discredited with Russia and China & # 150; where our government was hired to feed the USSR and China for decades with our agricultural products. This contractual agreement multiplied the need and value of American agricultural products.

The odor of diesel fuel can be the odor of life in some cases. I also do not like the smell and, after 7 years, I pumped a lot on our tractors and burned them for a long time while driving these tractors. It's probably a kind of illegal activity that allows kids to work today on the farm. There was much more diesel in the air before the developments were here. Tractors have disappeared for the most part. And the people of the city rarely wake up later. Our democratic interests do not allow any manufacturing here in Sussex, so we do not have a support base for high revenue. The highest revenue occupation we have is the banking occupation and outsourcing manager. Apart from that, we have self-employment, we expect tables, minimum salaries and income based on production, and it is not usually agricultural. We have few people, few people who have been able to stay here and serve non-agricultural interests. Few remain that are still on the farm and those few have other income, an extreme subsidy from the government with our dollars of taxes of some type or that will go soon.

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