My Father: The Ag Teacher


Daddy started teaching agriculture the year I entered middle school. I fell head over heels in love with the FFA while he plunged headlong into his first year of teaching. Like the threads of that blue and gold corduroy jacket we both love so much, his career as an ag teacher and my love for the FFA were woven together in ways that I am only now unraveling in my adult years.

FullSizeRender (3) My FFA Advisor and Father

Daddy ended up teaching at one middle school in the county and I was assigned to the other. This suited me just fine as I already had him as a father and like most typical teenagers wasn’t anxious to have him as my teacher as well. I’ve heard the stories, though. Stories from his students – later my classmates in high school – as they reported back the things my dad had said…

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