Box 11

Walking into a practically ancient farm supply store in a town of about two hundred and fifty can give one mixed feelings. Nostalgia, pride, and relaxation are some of the feelings i feel right away. Being inside this old comfortable setting is something i look forward to every time i come home from break. I take pride that im a part of this small farming community and am always welcomed by those around me with questions about my life at college so far, and in regards to my future. Being in one of my childhood homes gives me a sense of belonging, and that i have earned my right to sit down with the farmers of past generations and play a good old fashioned game of euchre, which moves at the speed of light i might add. As for my own fixed positions, im normally very suspicious of what is said in this hallowed building because from day one i learned to not believe a word these old men might say to me. most of them were only looking to trick me into believing some far off tale or story that they pulled completely out of thin air. in my own field study i will need to be able to distinguish fact from fiction, and therefore i will go into this line of study with an open mind and a sharp mind at that.