Oma’s family farm is pretty special. We go there every spring and fall, for planting and harvest. We also love to ride on Uncle Ron’s many antique tractors (That’s Uncle Joe winning a very slow tractor race.)
Like Opa’s farm it’s a soy and corn farm. But since there are grand kids about, they also have animals.
The kids love to gather eggs and to try and pick up baby chickens (it’s a challenge with those claws!)
That’s my boy in there with Uncle Randy. He loves riding in the tractors. He stays in there all day. Here they are harvesting soy.
Here they are harvesting corn the following year. Like good farmers, they alternate. Some don’t. It’s short term profit for destroying the dirt.
I think they burn that pile at some point. Since that photo was taken, the neighbor farms have added wind combines.
And that’s a couch on wheels. It goes very fast.
That’s it almost running over Oma.
It’s an amazing farm. Beautiful land, kind people. Now for the sad part.
Uncle Ron’s health was getting worse and worse this past year. One weekend it got really bad. He was in the hospital and they knew his time wasn’t long. Because his daughter was a registered nurse they were allowed to bring him home. His whole family surrounded him that weekend. At some point he asked his boys to bring out all his tractors and line them up for him to look at. At the end of the weekend he passed away.
The funeral was… well… There was a line around the entire church and outside to pay respects to the family. They had a couple of his tractors out front.
And in the flowers. There were tractors everywhere. The people that came to the funeral were dressed in suits, farming overalls, tee-shirts, anything. The volunteer fire department was there. Every person in the town was there.
The cemetery was a small plot surrounded by corn. My kids great grandparents are buried there. The wake was in the church basement. There were 5 different types of mac and cheese. I can’t describe all of the touching moments. It was heart breaking and breathtaking.
We’re going there again this week. I think it’s corn this year. We’re going to bring them lots of food and hugs.