Judith Sutherland is a columnist at Farm and Dairy newspaper. She focuses on themes related to agriculture and farming, including farm management, organic farming, and ranching, while also exploring the intersections of culture and society through the lens of competitive sports and team sports. Judith is featured in Farm and Dairy newspaper.
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Judith Sutherland's articles focus on local stories from Ohio, particularly related to agriculture and farming, family and relationships. Her work also emphasizes expert commentary.
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“The most important thing is to enjoy your life — to be happy — it’s really all that matters in the end.”
Those who love books could likely give up a favorite food quicker than swearing off the world that a good adventure through reading provides.
One thing that has followed me throughout my life is a very clear love of dogs.
“We all had to be fully dressed for the day before we ate breakfast. We all had to sit down at a properly set table three times a day, and we all had to eat what was served on that table … Grandpa would choose the menu for breakfast because he was the first one up. To reinforce the principle of ‘Waste not, want not,‘we were required to eat everything on our plates. If we didn’t, the food was set aside and served to us at the next meal.”
By: Judith Sutherland
“The blooming Spring is the smile of the ever-joyful nature.”
Sometimes, life moves forward in ways we do not dare to hope for, and in its own timing.
When my parents began milking in a rented parlor in the early 1960s, it was with heavy Surge milkers. Dairy farmers in that era were paid approximately $3 per 100 pounds of milk, or about 36 cents a gallon.
The building blocks of a life sometimes fall to us through the friendships we cultivate. In the 1950s, the kind and knowledgeable neighbor to my parents, Rosemarie McClure, would sometimes walk through the pasture after finishing her morning milking and chores to visit my mother. By 1956, Mom was often alone with three little girls, two of them toddlers, and a newborn baby. Rosemarie, who carried regret over never having children, enjoyed holding the baby and watching the toddlers play. She listened when Mom expressed concern over the newborn’s skin issues.
In this world in which nearly everything changes and fades away, it is uplifting to rally around traditions that stand the test of time. Sometimes the thrill manages to exceed anything we could possibly dream up.
“Son, a man’s character is like his house. If he tears boards off his house and burns them to keep himself warm and comfortable, his house soon becomes a ruin. If he tells lies to be able to do the things he shouldn’t do but wants to, his character will soon become a ruin. A man with a ruined character is a shame on the face of the earth.”
