As a child I grew up in a small town serenely located at the foot of the Rockies in Colorado, known as Loveland. Here, I learned what farming was as much of my surrounding community consisted of farmland. I recall driving by vast fields of soil, filled with row after row of corn while cows murmured as my family and I meandered beyond the golden reeds swaying in the wind.
My concept of farming was cultivated at a young age,...
