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Williams pioneer review

September 4, 2010 - September 17, 2010

a OPINION & LETTERS b My Point of View

By: Maddie Dunlap FWA Summer Intern To many teenagers,growing up in the rural community of Maxwell is nothing but a burden. The closest shopping mall is over an hour drive. The closest bowling alley or movie theater is 20 minutes away and the school’s population is 160 at best. Not exactly a booming metropolis. On a Friday night your best bet for entertainment is a school sporting event, if you’re not already playing in it, or some small social gathering on a near by rice patty. Furthermore, most of the adolescents trapped within Maxwell’s “bubble” have only escaped because of a school sponsored trip. However, if anyone of these teenagers has awaken from day dreaming of finally escaping our tiny incorporated area for even a few seconds, they have undoubtedly noticed the rich agriculture that surrounds them. Some may just pass it off as the root of the 15 plus mosquito bites that occupy their legs at any given time, but some, including myself, are lucky enough to walk away with a true appreciation and passion for one of the state’s most important industries. Although I may not have really had an option to become involved in agriculture, I have loved every minute of my experience. I grew up on a local cattle ranch where beef was literally what was for dinner . . . every night. I spent my summers in Southern Oregon waking up early to monitor, move and doctor cattle, but more importantly learning what it took to literally put dinner on the table.

These long days and frequent sun burns taught me not only the essential need of sun screen, but the importance of hard work and integrity. These two qualities are not at all foreign concepts to any member of a California farm or ranch. Simply coming in contact with any given agriculturist can give anyone quite a different look on life. The childhood I had in the ag metropolis of Maxwell taught me simple things in life that are too often forgotten by most. Days on the ranch were always filled with “please and thank you”, an appreciation for everything I had and a pride in the work I did. Although the things I had might not be the newest or fanciest, my bed was always just right at the

end of a long day. The work my parents did may not have made them millionaires or celebrities, but not everyone’s mom and dad can say that they helped feed the world today. Working in the agriculture industry didn’t just help me with these more obvious lessons, but also propelled me to a very successful career in high school, mostly in the Future Farmers of America organization. Through out high school, I was able to travel up and down the state competing in various public speaking contests, attending conferences and increasing my knowledge on agriculture in the whole state. By the end of my four years I was the state job interview champion as well as 6th in the nation. I placed 4th in the State Extemporaneous Speaking Contest, 4th high team in the State Horse Judging Contest, and served as a North Valley Section Officer for two consecutive years. I learned that while the people

Letter to the editor, This is a letter of thanks to all the folks who supported the Music at the Museum events of August and helped to make it such a success. Between the two concerts, almost 500 people came out to enjoy good music, visit with friends, and support the non profits who served the dinners, drinks and desserts to fund their chosen projects. A big thank you to Sandy Cabral from the Colusa Parks and Rec. Department for her advice and guidance, the Williams Public Works Department, Williams Police Department, the Williams City Council, Citizens for a Better Williams for stepping in to lend a hand, the Mag Winders car club who added to the 50’s and 60’s concert by bringing their cars, the Sacramento Valley Museum, and a special thanks to Wes Goforth for helping to make everything come together. I hope I haven’t missed anyone. The music for the concerts was sponsored entirely from donations so I would be remiss if I didn’t thank Brady Myers Insurance, Sarvin Singh and an anonymous benefactor for their financial support. This was an experiment on my part to see how well the events would be received and I was not disappointed. Look for us again next year, hopefully all summer long. We will be back!!! Thank you everyone! Pat Ash

in our humble county appreciate and value our efforts to grow a quality product for their families to eat, not everyone feels that way. Coupled with this common lack of appreciation is a huge misconception of the average farmer. It is up to each and every agriculturist to preserve the way of life that produces citizen who are hard working, good people. It is up to us to preserve a way of life that produces well . . . food! Because of the passion and experience I have gained, I have chosen to study Agriculture Science and will be a freshman at Cal Poly San Luis Obispo in the fall. Not too bad for someone from a little town with no shopping, spotty cell reception and lots of mosquitoes.

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