Columnist Jerry Nelson miraculously survived an accident involving him floating in a manure pit years ago. He recently has come across a similar, but tragic story.
When columnist Jerry Nelson was sent to school in town after attending a one-room country school, cafeteria lunch was not appealing.
Somewhere in the dusty archives of family photos there’s a black-and-white picture of me (the entire world was monochrome back then) watching a young man rake silage out of a wooden forage wagon.
The young guy, a neighbor kid named Gary, was about 17 at the time. He was at our farm as part of the neighborhood silage run, a group activity that sounds decidedly less fun than a poker run or a beer run.
Gary is tanned and shirtless and has muscles like a Clydesdale. I, on the other hand, am a scrawny 7-year-old whose arms most closely resemble broomsticks.
Columnist Jerry Nelson attended a local Wing Fest and had fun trying the different spicy sauces on flavor-packed buffalo wings.
This humor columnist is used to some crazy weather and has some wisdom to share about the swiftly changing seasons.
Columnist Jerry Nelson once competed in the Olympics with his siblings – the Dairy Farm Olympics. Events varied, but all were incredibly challenging and competitive.
Columnist Jerry Nelson and his wife love museums, and they struck gold when they visited Little Rock, Arkansas.
Jerry Nelson and wife Julie go sightseeing in Little Rock, Arkansas
Jerry Nelson remembers the joys - and itchiness - of baling straw as a farm kid.
The next leg of Jerry Nelson's book tour has him headed to Little Rock to speak at the National Association of County Agricultural Agents (NACAA) convention.