The small family farm is dying; people's lives are being dislocated.

In the fall term of 1933-34 I was on my family farm in Maine.

I have spent my life reassembling the family farm.

Well, I was born in El Paso, Texas, it was in the nearest hospital to the family farm.

Growing up on a family farm, I know firsthand the challenges of running a small business... challenges that only seem to be growing for today's entrepreneurs.

I suppose the desire to go to town helped make me ambitious, and the allure of the worlds that came in over the radio also helped. But the rewards of growing up on a farm were far greater in many ways than life in town.