The third week of March each year is dedicated as Farm Safety Week. Before going out to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day where everyone enjoys a good time and forgets their troubles for a while, we decide how we are going

Another damn survey. We are all used to getting phone surveys on everything from your time watching TV, to what kinds of corn did you order for spring, to which chemicals do you use on your crops? When we get

From the moment you first get up in the morning you make choices. As your feet hit the floor, you can decide to look at things on the positive side and thank God that you did wake up or you

Every year different countries designate a day, a week or a month for farm safety. In Canada the third week of March is reserved each year as farm safety month. Farm safety is not just a one week job. People

For more than 100 years after our ancestors set foot in our beautiful Pontiac County forestry was our biggest industry. Tall pines were cut down and squared by hand, formed into cribs and floated down river to be loaded onto

Every few days we read in the paper, on social media, hear on the radio, or watch on television another report about pet abuse, animal cruelty, or people or even children not being looked after properly or being mistreated and

This article was inspired by many others containing misinformation about milk safety that have recently been sent to the public in print, on radio, in social media and even in paid ads that usually solicit funds. My wife — who

Air, water, food, shelter, and a reason to live were and still are the basic necessities of life. If any of these five necessities are missing both man and animal will move on. In earliest times man was responsible for

When friends get together and start to chat sooner or later they will talk about gas being cheaper across the river. They don’t mention that the tax system is a little different there too. They also don’t mention that on

Not everything on the farm was fresh air and the picturesque sight of contented cows on pasture. Fifty years ago when we went to the barn to milk after bringing the cows in from summer pasture, I remember walking into