Dreams usually come true. Dream carefully!

“Dreams” by Steve Adams The summers were always busy for us. Mowing hay, working the garden, clearing fence lines and various other chores that kept us occupied from first light till after dark. One of my tasks was mowing pasture fields and I would spend hours operating the Farmall H and staring off at the blue colored mountains in the distance. I always wondered if I would someday get to meet a person from another country and tried to imagine what lay beyond those far off mountains…. Fast fo...