Dear Daniel & Jill:
The other day I was remembering my days at Marist College (1980-1984) in Poughkeepsie, and the part-time job I had at your farm, digging ditches, mucking stalls, planting trees, dusting and vacuuming and so on and so forth. A college student couldn’t ask for a better job. And the best part was lunch and sitting around talking. And the animals. I loved all the animals.
In any case, I just thought you’d like to know that my experiences with you and the farm remain a fond memory for me.
Yes, those were good old days all right--then, of course, Fort Sumter was fired upon, brother fought against brother, and nothing was ever the same again. I understand Marist now offers a major in digging and mucking. It was very nice to hear from you.
