Farming with Grandpa

Special Note: Today as our country remembers all of the lives changed that fateful day 10 years ago, we are thankful for the heroes then and now that protect our freedoms to be able to live out our dreams and follow our passions that are often passed down from those we love, like that of a grandparent.

By Kimmi Devaney

Thinking about my childhood brings back memories of showing cows, putting in hay, riding bikes through the pasture and hanging out with my grandparents. Those who know me know that I am very passionate about agriculture, specifically dairy farming. My Grandpa is the reason why. Farming is in his blood. It’s in all of ours.

As a little girl, I would look forward to riding on the tractor with Grandpa as he mowed, raked or baled hay. This may sound boring, but it’s this quality time that’s so valuable. A few years ago, we had half a field of hay bales to pick up and no one else was around. So we took his pick up into the field and I bucked hay as he drove. Riding around the field on the tailgate while the cows in the next field looked at me like I was insane is just one example of all those precious memories with Grandpa that I will always cherish. He taught me a lot about patience, caring for cows and hard work. He also never missed one of our cow shows or my Dairy Princess events. I gave a speech at a senior center during my reign, and he went out of his way to be there. In the front row. Cheering me on.

I love how farming brings families together. It certainly made my brother and me very close with our grandparents. I’ve had a stubborn show calf or two in my day and even when my patience was wearing thin, Granny’s persistence kept me (and the calf!) going. Sometimes I would get so frustrated that I wondered if it was even worth it. It was. She showed me that.

Growing up on a farm builds character, a strong work ethic and strong family ties. I wouldn’t be who I am without that experience. Or without Grandpa. He is without a doubt my favorite person. He is always there to help with whatever my brother and I need on the farm, and chatting with him in our old milk house about how dairying was back in the 1930s and ‘40s gets him going every time. I love how passionate he is about it. Maybe that’s where I get it?

This year, September 11th is Grandparents Day in addition to a special day of remembrance for our country. Now that you’ve learned a little about what makes my grandparents so special, what’s your favorite memory with your grandparents?

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  1. […] the years involve our farm, showing dairy cows, and of course hanging out with Granny and Grandpa. Last year, I told you about some fun memories with Grandpa on the farm. This year, Grandparents Day is even […]

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