A Farmer's Perspective

"This is freaking me out, Ron!", exclaimed Cristy. In retrospect, driving blindly in the night as we inched along some random road in a classic Western Wyoming blizzard was probably not the wisest choice we had ever made, especially at the age of 18 with no way to contact anyone if we had trouble. But then again, it was part of the adventure and we just needed to persevere a little bit longer. My fellow state FFA officer, Cristy Dicklich, and I were traveling around the state presenting motivational assemblies to FFA chapters and their schools. In this case, we were headed from Afton down to L...