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Why I Farm: Behind the Movement

Farmer Friday: Stories From Three Farm Wives

Published on Friday, November 21, 2014

Since the Why I Farm Movement began in July 2013, we have received hundreds of stories from farmers, farm kids, and farm wives. In each story, these farm families are guided by their faith, committed to their family, and devoted to not only their community, but the world.

This is the first of many posts where I’ll share farm stories from our fans. Today, the stories are from three women who are not just wives, but FARM WIVES.

Lynette Osterberger Beiser
Southwest Ohio

“I can’t stop shivering while I sit in the black flatbed truck waiting for my son to hookup the “jaws” of the combine, better known to farmers as the bean head. Glancing into my side rear view mirror, I see the figure of a tall, massive replica of my husband struggling with the ratchet straps on the header cart. I notice his chapped red cheeks and realize they aren’t the only casualty in this life we call farming. He now shares the most damaging of side effects in his profession with his fellow countrymen – mental and emotional stress. He wears it well I think to myself.

         
              The farm family of Beiser Farms, Inc. Click here to check out their Facebook page.

He walks up to my truck window, smiles and says “follow me”. As he climbs up into this green bean eating machine, I imagine it is a transformer type “growbot” with my son at the controls. He smoothly yet swiftly floats the combine around and heads for the road. With the 34 foot bean head in tow, I carefully follow this mini caravan to the next field for our execution of innocent bean plants.

Slowly and carefully maneuvering through the curves, my mind wanders. It doesn’t seem that long ago our son, eyes wide in awe, was riding in the buddy seat next to my husband in an older combine of green, his destiny securely sealed. He is a seventh generation farmer with a son of his own. He is a mechanic, negotiator, chemist, entrepreneur, protector and most importantly, my educator of equipment operations. Just like his father, and his father before him, he is a MASTER AGRICULTURALIST.”

Theresa Gottbrath
Southeast Indiana

“Being a city girl most of my life was all that I had known. When my husband and I were married, I moved to the country. The quiet was such an adjustment for me. It was difficult trying to sleep while hearing the crickets chirping and the frogs singing. Now I have come to appreciate the quiet of the countryside.

                            
Theresa emailed me the photo she said this statement so eloquently, "I am always taken aback with the beauty that surrounds us on a daily basis. When Fall arrives, it is with excitement that all our efforts are about to take place." 


Farming provides me the opportunity to share with others the story of farming from my perspective. I farm because it is a lifestyle that has been a way of life. Our family learned early on how everyone cooperates and works to get the job done. Farming can be both exciting and exasperating at times. I am also reminded of the hand that God plays in our destiny and success. It is with faith that a farmer puts the seed into the ground hoping for a successful spring and a bountiful harvest. Even when disasters happen, it is that determination and faith that keeps us continuing on.

Farming keeps me aware of all the natural beauty that can be witnessed daily. Farming gives me a sense of belonging and an extreme sense of pride. Farmers are some of the most intelligent, creative and resourceful people that seek little recognition. Helping to feed the world is a large responsibility that farmers take seriously and with dedication. These are just a few of the many reasons ‘Why I Farm’.”

Laurie Pfeifer
Northeast Illinois

“I farm because my husband of 38 years farms. I cannot imagine any other way of life. As a farm wife, I'm part of a team. This team has to work together in order to be successful. I have been able to work part-time or stay-at-home to help raise great kids. I am the person behind the computer finding answers, products, or paying bills. I have written checks that would make you suck air! I make meals and daily snacks during planting and harvest - my farmers look so forward to this time of day. I run for emergency parts, which allow them to stay on task tearing apart the machine. I drive the combine when my father-in-law (87 years old) cannot and the tractor when they need someone to haul in.

        
The Pfeifer's have a total of six grandchildren. The first word their twin grandson's (pictured above) said was "combine".

We own another business that sometimes takes my husband away from the farm. I try to "fill in the gap" when he can't be two people. I "get" to show our grandchildren the farming way of life! When "combine" is their first word my husband beams! There are days when I just want to quit due to lack of energy or frustration, but quitting is not an option! Farmers can't quit! There is always something waiting for them – a seed to be planted, fertilizer to spread, ditches to be mowed, seed to be ordered, machinery to be fixed or readied for the next season, meetings to attend, banks to be visited, paperwork to be filled in, bills to be paid, crops to be hauled, and church to be attended to thank the One Who blesses us. Why I farm? I cannot imagine any other way of life.”

Thank You
To Lynette, Theresa and Laurie, thank you for sharing your Why I Farm story with us. Beck’s, Why I Farm, your communities, and the world are truly blessed to have your families as farmers.

Keep telling the story of agriculture. Keep expressing your love of farming. And keep sharing your story.  

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1 comments on article "Why I Farm: Behind the Movement"

Bill Bayliss

11/22/2014 2:15 PM

very well done.

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