When I started covering the subject, it was just as the Marcellus Shale was taken hold in northeastern Pennsylvania and none of us knew it was on its way west.
Animal rights groups will do anything -- anything! -- to try and boost their cause. Even if that means willfully vandalizing and potentially causing a traffic accident.
I was thinking about some of the things I've learned while visiting farms since joining the Farm and Dairy. Some lessons have warmed my heart, made me cry and others have just made me laugh.
There are some things you just can't get out of your system, journalism and farming may be two of them.
I have experienced a lot of things because of my chosen occupation. I do not regret any of them. (But I have given my mom some gray hair over some of my choices!) However, one that will stand out forever came April 2 — I was the victim in a mock grain bin entrapment.
WASHINGTON — I had never been to Washington D.C. until mid-March, when I attended the annual Ohio Farm Bureau Federation’s presidents’ trip. I signed up to go to D.C. when I was in high school, but not enough other students signed up, so the trip was canceled and our money refunded.
Eugene Patterson was right: "Don't just make a living, make a mark." Literal marks, or graffiti, or even initials in concrete will fade. But a legacy of caring, of laughter, of faith, of courage, or teaching endures.
I don't really know what an iPad is, nor do I care to have one. The only "blackberry" I ever bought was the kind you get at a farmers market, and pour some sugar and milk over top.
When I started at Farm and Dairy, I really wasn't planning on staying. After all, who wants to write about cows and pigs all their life? Not me, man. I was headed to the bright lights, the big city.