Weather, Tobacco and Family

September 5, 2017

By Mike Bossy-September 4, 2017

It’s the last long weekend of the summer and in the past I have always used this time to think about future things. Where do I want to go (the goals for the year) and how am I going to get there? But today the weather has caused me to be nostalgic. It’s a humid, warm and windy fall-feeling day and I am remembering growing up on a tobacco farm.

I was fortunate enough to be raised by a loving family. A family that taught me independence. A family that taught me that the world did not owe me anything; I needed to set goals, rely on myself and work towards them. A family that proved through their own toils on the tobacco farm that hard work pays off. I am truly grateful.

While thinking about the weather, I coincidentally received an email from one of our former tobacco primers. He worked for us in the 1962 and 1963 harvest seasons and he was from Nahunta, Georgia. A lot of our help at the time came from there. He too was reminiscing about working for us and the positive influence my parents had on him. He reflected on the fact that whenever he asked my dad about the weather, my dad would always say “We will have weather all day.”

Get out there and set some goals.

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