Columns/Opinions
May 17, 2021
The farmers in our area are singing that old Hee Haw song: “Gloom, despair, and agony on me; deep dark depression, excessive misery. If it weren’t for bad luck, I’d have no luck at all. Gloom, despair, and agony on me!” And, who can blame them? They can’t get in the fields to plant, and here it is, ...