Editor’s note: The following yarn is the third of three parts. Parts one and two were published in the March 24 and March 31 editions.

Editor’s note: The following yarn is the second of three parts. Part one was published in the March 24 edition. Part three will be published i…

The horse trailer arrived on a Saturday afternoon in Pepin, Wisconsin, the small town where we had resided for two years. Since we were buildi…

“Good fences make good neighbors” seemed to be the consensus of most farmers who lived on the average 80-, 120-, and 240-acre farms in the Sta…

To plainly admit, going into any modern grocery seems less as a grocery than a consumer museum. The current expanse of food choice is an amaze…

Editor’s note: This yarn is divided into two parts. Part one ran in the Feb. 10 edition of The Country Today.

Editor’s note: This yarn is divided into two parts. Part two will run in the Feb. 17 edition of The Country Today.

We received a blessing from the Heavens in December 1954, when I was 12 years old growing up on the 238-acre farm outside of Seneca in the mid…

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Some of us, to repeat, some of us, believe a flaw exists in modern technology, the flaw is being “easy.” The extrapolation means when things a…

Once the hubbub of the holidays was over and the cold, long days of winter had slid in, the Johnson farm at Rural Route #1, Box 100, Clinton, …

Dairy farming in Wisconsin has undergone a slow transition over nearly two centuries. At first the family cow or cows were the responsibility …

Parking lot packed. Gymnasium overflowing. Out of place parents holding their winter coats under their arms. We stood scanning the hard floor …

Editor’s note: In the spirit of the secret Santa tradition, the author of this Christmas Memory has been allowed to remain anonymous.

I could hear the howling of the wind as it blew so hard that no one could see the barn from the house. The below zero temperatures made it alm…

Christmas for me as a kid was all about the magic. The vision of seeing Santa, his reindeer and sleigh flying across the starry night sky on D…

In northwest Wisconsin, heavily falling snow with a forecast for more throughout Christmas Eve was a big disappointment. Especially for me, on…

When I was a kid, Christmas did not arrive until Christmas Eve, Christmas Eve precisely, not the week before, certainly not a month before. My…

We were at a church luncheon a few years ago. A lady leaned forward and asked, “I know you grew up on a farm. What are some of your most memor…

While journeying throughout the Midwest and southern United States recently, I couldn’t help but notice the towering power lines extending fro…

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Shocking corn on the 238-acre Scheckel farm near Seneca in the heart of Crawford County was a demanding job in the mid-1950s.

The fall of 1963 brought to close a summer of being deployed to Camp A.P. Hill, Virginia, for 5 months temporary duty. Otherwise I was station…