I look back on the summers I spent doing farm work as time well spent. I learned about tractors, farming
and heavy equipment, got in shape (or die!) and earned a little money towards college. I'd sure rather had
a higher paying and easier job, if you had offered it at the time, but looking back, I am really glad of
those summer jobs. Learned some maturity, and some about people. Made some mistakes, and had
some good learning, too.
Where else does a kid get to drive a truck or a tractor, and actually do stuff that, if done seriously wrong,
can cost you fingers, an arm or a leg, or even your life? And if you have half a brain, you figure it out pretty
quickly and start keeping your head out of your butt a whole lot more. The ones that didn't are called "Lefty".
There was a farm near us where a kid turned over a tractor and was killed. You can bet that when that story
was told and retold, we paid the hell attention, and asked about what he did wrong, and I know I made
a mental note that driving a tractor across a steep slope was NOT something I was ever going to do.
Bill