rRandel
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WARNING kind of a long story hope i didnt ramble on to much im on here alot but dont post much
im a young guy (25) grew up on a farm lived in the country all my life except when i was in college. My Dad has always had some cows up to 70-80 when i was little but has cut back to 15 because of his full time job. I have always helped and when i was in high school i worked for a neighbor that had 100 head, during my senior year my Dad started asking what i was going to do. I told him work for so and so and help him, nope he said your going to college for something so since i wasnt in love with the idea of more school and i liked working on stuff i decided to go to college for auto tech 2 year program. Off i went not really thinking anything more about it. Going threw college i got a job at a big dealer because of schooling and i was living it the city, they liked me mainly because i didnt complain, worked hard, was honest and on time, all things i learned working on the farm. Anyways i graduated at the top of my class and started working full time for them and moved back to one of my Dads farms about an hour away from work, after working to the top and getting tired of dealing with city people i decided that i was tired of comuting and wanted to start back with my Dad and cattle. Ran this idea by my Dad he didnt like it and wasnt suporting it at all just thought it would be to tough and thats it, ussually when he says something i listen and dont question, so i told him i was going to apply at a closer dealer. This hole time wondering why he didnt like the idea, I mean my dream has always been to farm, but i didnt really question him i mean hes my Dad i was taught not to back talk or argue. So i got the job at the smaller town dealer that was about 20 minutes away and worked my way up the latter to the top guy lots of the older guys i worked with didnt like me but not trying to tute my own horn but im good at working on cars! So a year ago my Grandpa (Moms Dad) decided that he was going to sell his farm the one right next to my Dads i was living at and the one we had all worked hard on and treated like our own. Long story short this was the hardest thing i have ever watched happen right before my eyes, when the auctioneer said sold i bust into tears and im a grown man. After that i decided i was going to take some money i had saved up and buy some bred heifers (6) and my Dad kinda went along with it but didnt say much after taking care of them and being more active on the farm than i had the previous years i ask my dad if he would rent his pasture to me for next year he said no of course and had a million reasons why so i found some of my own to rent and then he found out and asked what i was up to i told him i was going to buy some more cows and i had been to the bank and i wasnt taking no for an answer this time from him. Anyways Im up to 19 head and will be looking for a bull this spring to bred them to as thats to many for my Dads bull to handle. Now that im doing this and now taking care of all his and mine threw the winter, during the day while im at work i wonder if i could get a job as a farm hand and get more ag knowledge. Seems my Dad has fallen behind the times on some stuff just because his full time job is so demanding, with that in mind working for someone else could get me more knowledge quicker and it would be doing what i love instead of what im good at. You guessed it my Dad thinks thats a bad choice and has alot of reasons but none that really add up, i dont know if since he went broke in the 80s he thinks... i dont know what he thinks and when i ask him he just doesnt say much. soooo what im asking is, is it such a bad thing to be a farm hand? and possibly farm with my Dad when/if he ever retires or even do it myself as a 5-10 year goal?
im a young guy (25) grew up on a farm lived in the country all my life except when i was in college. My Dad has always had some cows up to 70-80 when i was little but has cut back to 15 because of his full time job. I have always helped and when i was in high school i worked for a neighbor that had 100 head, during my senior year my Dad started asking what i was going to do. I told him work for so and so and help him, nope he said your going to college for something so since i wasnt in love with the idea of more school and i liked working on stuff i decided to go to college for auto tech 2 year program. Off i went not really thinking anything more about it. Going threw college i got a job at a big dealer because of schooling and i was living it the city, they liked me mainly because i didnt complain, worked hard, was honest and on time, all things i learned working on the farm. Anyways i graduated at the top of my class and started working full time for them and moved back to one of my Dads farms about an hour away from work, after working to the top and getting tired of dealing with city people i decided that i was tired of comuting and wanted to start back with my Dad and cattle. Ran this idea by my Dad he didnt like it and wasnt suporting it at all just thought it would be to tough and thats it, ussually when he says something i listen and dont question, so i told him i was going to apply at a closer dealer. This hole time wondering why he didnt like the idea, I mean my dream has always been to farm, but i didnt really question him i mean hes my Dad i was taught not to back talk or argue. So i got the job at the smaller town dealer that was about 20 minutes away and worked my way up the latter to the top guy lots of the older guys i worked with didnt like me but not trying to tute my own horn but im good at working on cars! So a year ago my Grandpa (Moms Dad) decided that he was going to sell his farm the one right next to my Dads i was living at and the one we had all worked hard on and treated like our own. Long story short this was the hardest thing i have ever watched happen right before my eyes, when the auctioneer said sold i bust into tears and im a grown man. After that i decided i was going to take some money i had saved up and buy some bred heifers (6) and my Dad kinda went along with it but didnt say much after taking care of them and being more active on the farm than i had the previous years i ask my dad if he would rent his pasture to me for next year he said no of course and had a million reasons why so i found some of my own to rent and then he found out and asked what i was up to i told him i was going to buy some more cows and i had been to the bank and i wasnt taking no for an answer this time from him. Anyways Im up to 19 head and will be looking for a bull this spring to bred them to as thats to many for my Dads bull to handle. Now that im doing this and now taking care of all his and mine threw the winter, during the day while im at work i wonder if i could get a job as a farm hand and get more ag knowledge. Seems my Dad has fallen behind the times on some stuff just because his full time job is so demanding, with that in mind working for someone else could get me more knowledge quicker and it would be doing what i love instead of what im good at. You guessed it my Dad thinks thats a bad choice and has alot of reasons but none that really add up, i dont know if since he went broke in the 80s he thinks... i dont know what he thinks and when i ask him he just doesnt say much. soooo what im asking is, is it such a bad thing to be a farm hand? and possibly farm with my Dad when/if he ever retires or even do it myself as a 5-10 year goal?