Any Damn Fool Can Be A Farmer
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by Bob Knopes
Price: $12.95
192 Pages, Paperback, 5.25 x 8.25
ISBN-10: 0-9768146-0-9
ISBN-13: 978-0-9768146-0-3
What was it like to live, work and play on a small dairy farm in Wisconsin during the Great Depression? From barn- burning fires to blinding blizzards, from Model T's to pickup trucks, from large family gatherings to quiet nights around a radio. This is an intimate look back at continuity and change on one family's farm.
About The Author
Bob Knopes spent the first 19 years of his life on the family farm. After serving in the Navy during the Korean War, he graduated from the Univerisyt of Wisconsin and went on to a career overseas with the Department of State. Now retired and living in Virginia, he still feels a fondness for the family farms that for a time were the backbone of agriculture, but now have passed into history.
Customer Reviews
 | Paul Dehler from Brookfield , WI | | | It's amazing how similar our lives were as kids growing up on a Wisconsin farm. It's almost scary. It's as if our destinies were precast. I am exactly 10 years younger than Bob but we had a farm, as I look back, to merely keep us busy and at the same time provide food for the table. Ours was a 100 acre farm in Washington county WI. My Dad worked in a factory at night, and slept late because he got home at midnight. We did not have horse in my time but the stories about learning to drive a tractor and a truck are parallel. We also had ponies. I learned alot about construction by helping my Dad install the plumbing system in our house during the early fifties. I remember milking by hand before the milk machine came along. Had the same watering tank in the barn but ours leaked. My Dad had plent of labor from me and my older brother. During realy cold weather one of my jobs was to water the cattle by hand. I found out a thirsty cow can down 15 gallons of water at one watering. We watered them twice a day. I carried five gallon buckets of water, two at a time from the milkhouse to the barn each day when the weather was too cold to water cattle outside. Any kid that grew up on a farm will want to read this. I read it in two sittings and I'm not an avid reader. I have retina damage in my left I and need to squint one eye shut to read. Any damn one eyed fool can be a farmer. |
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