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My father grew up on a farm, and his brother still operates it. My mother grew up on the edge of small-town Saskatchewan and had a cow and chickens in the back.

for a story of living off the land. my mom is one of 7 kids, 2 girls, 5 boys. wasnt much of an age range between them. my aunt who is the oldest was in college while my mom was in high school. the baby of the family is only about a year younger than my mom. anyways at one time money was very short and grandpa decided they needed some meat so he grabbed a couple of the boys and went out to the fields to see if he could scare up a deer or something to poach and feed the family. they got to the top of a hill and some antelope were running through the coulee below them. grandpa grabs his rifle, i guess he lead the goat a lil to far and wound up slitting its throat more than anything. when he and the boys got down to the downed antelope he saw what happened and without missing a beat turned to the boys and said something along the lines of "And thats how yah dont waste any of the meat!" i sure do miss the man....

I spent about 18 hours on the Ford 2000 this weekend, plowing and then discing a food plot for deer - does that make me a farmer?

To be honest - these days unless you are born into a farm - I fail to see how someone could become a farmer on their own. Land costs are outrageous - would have to buy an existing farm and I would think the learning curve would be steep.

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Raised sheep (ugh) and beef cattle. Ran about 200 ewes and 25 head of cattle. My father worked as a millwright in a lumber mill and later as a maint. mechanic in a cannery. My brother and I had little free time, but I played football and was on the track team in high school. My brother compted as a wrestler in high school. We both worked in hay harvest and harvested row crops, I trapped and did stuff like peeling chittum bark. Our parents have long since passed on. My brother and I are both retired. We both agree that our experience on the ranch was valuable. We both graduated from college and were the first in our family to do so.

How many generations since Cain and Able?

One Generation. My mom and Dad farmed 365 acres in East Central Nebraska, just west of Columbus. We cropped corn, soybeans, milo and alfalfa for the cattle. We raised chickens for eggs and meat, cattle and pigs. Also had a large garden for fresh and canned food. We smoked meat and made sausge and hams and bacon as well as cheese. Grew potatoes and sweet corn for our own use and to sell.
I was born in the farm house attended by a mid wife. My dad passed on in '56 and we tried to keep it going but had to sell in '59. I miss those days as they were the best of my life.

Depends, my mom's father raised corn, t'bakkey and hogs.
Dad's side were coalminers, soldiers and sailors and the odd Marine.

Full living or partial we had a small farm and my dad made his living in the Timber industry. We grew working on a farm haying, picking crops ect. We raised and ate a lot of our meat. I think it definatly makes a difference vs my kids who grow up in town. But you have to have a job......

Gimme a break, man,.. I have partied my ass weary during the past few days,... and they's no end in sight, actually,...

Not sure whether it is Bristoe or me that is one in the wrong thread. One generation, my Dad raised turkeys and hay on a 100 acre farm.

ain't me,...

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I picked potatoes, hauled hay, changed the water, and fed and milked cows. And while my kids were growing up, I made sure they spent time on a farm during the summer.

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Many, have to back before the Civil War. My ancestors since then (thanks to whoever posted that ancestry.com link back in June!) were preachers, glass workers, pub keepers, pipefitters, and coal diggers.

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Although we left the farm in the late forties/early fifties I didn't get totally away from it until '54, just before entering High School, (ninth grade).

My Parents farmed.........

2 on my mom's side, 3 on my dad's. My alomst 85 year grandfather on my mom's side still makes his living with a few cows and crops. My great-grandfather on my dad's side farmed until he was nearly 90, then he hung it up and relaxed until he passed at 98. They don't make 'em like those 2 anymore.

My brother, sister, and I are the first, and we worked at it until we found what we thought were better jobs.
We may have been wrong