LandThink

One off the greatest experience of my professional lifetime has been to teach the Realtors Land Institute’s “Land 101” class. For the last sixteen years, I have specialized in Land and Farms sales in the beautiful Piedmont Foothills of the North Carolina and the Virginia Blue Ridge Mountains.

I had a bit part 46 years ago in my high school’s senior class musical, “Brigadoon.” Since I can’t sing, dance or act, I was cast as a dry goods merchant.

Something’s up in television land. Have you noticed all the shows on loggers? The History Channel brings us “AXMEN” about crews in Northwest Oregon, and this season we’re promised “they’re bigger, badder and tougher than ever.”

Every once in a while you read a memoir of folks doing something so colossally pointless that you root for them to succeed. Like a one-legged man of 102 hopping up Mount Everest backward and blindfolded in a flip-flop, holding his breath to avoid breathing oxygen-thin air.

I don’t romanticize farm trucks. Mine doesn’t get Christmas presents like some do. And it’s not allowed up on my bed, even with clean feet.