I’ve written now a few times about my introduction to FFA. It came at the 1992 National FFA Convention held in Kansas City, MO. It was there that I found peers as passionate about agriculture as I was. It was there that I put on the blue jacket and felt like I belonged. It was there that I took off my blue jacket for the last time and wondered if I’d ever find a group like this again.
This evening, on the trip from the airport to the hotel I saw landmarks that sparked memories. A Denny’s on the corner that I breakfasted at in the wee hours of the morning with other FFA members. Municipal Auditorium – the place where FFA gathered to celebrate their members and their mission.
A few blocks away, I joined the board, partners and support staff of the U.S. Farmers & Ranchers Alliance. And in that small ballroom, I found what I had found so many years ago in Kansas City. A group of my peers as passionate about agriculture as I am. A group of farm boys and farm girls, some still in the trade, others working for it every day. We discovered we are separated more by distance and less by the people we know or the events we’ve attended, the conversations we’ve shared.
So many ag bloggers have written about this great community we have the privilege of living and working in. Tonight I was reminded again, that it is indeed great.
Read more 30 Days of Farm Girl Memories
- Day 1: Surprise Kittens
- Day 2: The Men in My Life
- Day 3: Small Town Saturday Night
- Day 4: “Fall”ing in Love
- Day 5: A Bag of Caramels
- Day 6: Chores in the Dark
- Day 7: Things My Mother Said
- Day 8: Munchy Cheese
- Day 9: Super Swiffer Saturday
- Day 10: Dad’s Church
And find other 30 Day bloggers starting with the one who got us into this – Holly Spangler from My Generation.