Tuesday, March 05, 2013
Zero balance, no more checks to write. The farm is officially all ours now. We are giddy with excitement! I look at this picture and I'm instantly transported from this noisy, obnoxious rat-race of a city to a place where you hear nothing but cows and the wind in the corn.
So I suppose it's some kind of strange synchronicity that Mary Ann over at Calamity Acres posted about a story she had read over at This Old House Too about an old farmer in Vermont named Romaine Tenney.
I hadn't heard this story before and it touched me so much that I cried after I read it. This man who loved his community, his family, his old farmstead where he was born, his land - he loved it all so much that he died for it. I know the way I feel about our acreage and I'm sure it doesn't even come close to the depth of feeling that he had about his. If you have a moment, please read the story of Romaine Tenney and how he lost his life because of "progress".
Here in Kansas City, they have bulldozed 100+ year old houses to build freeways. The University of Missouri-Kansas City used eminent domain in the late 1990's to buy up entire neighborhoods for a research center that they never built (read about it here). In Merriam, Kansas, they forced a used car dealer out with eminent domain so that the BMW dealership could expand and increase the city's tax coffers. And they bulldozed 150 houses and farms to clear way for Nascar's new Kansas Speedway, a ruling that the Kansas Supreme Court upheld as "public purpose". (Source: here). Now is that a lawful use of eminent domain!? I think not.
God bless you, Romaine Tenney. The world needs more people like you in it. Having read your story, I will never forget it.