Join Date: May 2013
Location: The salty spitoon
My grandfather on my father's side had a fairly large farm which was split 3 ways when he died, livestock/crop mix, my father inherited a small fraction of the land, not really enough to live on, he kept a few animals on it, when he died my mother inherited & I still keep a few animals on it, more as a hobby than anything, my mother's uncle who she lived with growing up had a farm aswell.
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death
Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow,
A poor player that strut's and fret's his hour upon the stage and is heard no more,
It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. - Macbeth