It seems like yesterday that we drove to this little town called Prattsburgh to look at a farm that was for sale. 20 years have now passed and we have watched that one farm grow into the whole valley. I have watched my son grow from a freshman in school to a man running the farm side by side with his dad and uncle. Now he has children of his own that maybe, someday will work side by side with him.
Now we wait for the crops to mature so the harvest can begin.