My first hired man, Adam, with my beloved Beulah Petunia.
I want to thank the reader who spotted Adam at the Wal-Mart in Spencer recently. He stopped by my farm, unexpectedly, and told me that he’d been at Wal-Mart and a woman came up to him and said, Why haven’t you been to the chicken farm? You’ve been replaced by two other guys. You need to go see Suzanne! And he finally figured out what was going on. That two years later, he’d been recognized by a reader! Still!
Adam was my favorite hired man, hands down, ever. And I adore my current hired men. But Adam was my first hired man out here, and he taught me so much.
Adam, teaching me how to clip chicken wings.
Adam, teaching me how to make maple syrup.
Adam, teaching me how to dig and steep sassafras roots.
Oh, yeah, he taught me a lot.
I saw him at the door of my back porch, opened the door, and threw my arms around him. I was so glad to see him! He’s working away on pipeline in Kentucky right now, 90 hours a week. He doesn’t have time to be my hired man anymore. We sat and talked for a couple hours, catching up.
He promised to come see me again….because, you know, you guys are watching him! Keep it up!
