I grew up on a farm in the middle of nowhere.
There was corn as far as the eye could see.
My town had a population of 346. They never bothered to change the sign from year to year. My class at graduation only had 55 people and that included everyone from the county. The school district was small and so was the town. I went to an agricultural College to learn about farming and business. While I was in college I stayed in the dormitories. I met a guy named jack. Jack was taking a lot of the same classes as me, but for many different reasons. His family owned a farm on the west coast and their main crop was marijuana. I was very intrigued by the concept of farming marijuana. One spring break I went back to the West Coast with Jack so I could see how everything worked out. I was totally and completely intrigued by the marijuana farming industry. I never went back to my small town after I finished with college. I went back to work with Jack on the marijuana farm. I was there for 10 years and then I bought a piece of land and started my own marijuana farm. It took a long time to get all of the permits and licenses, but now I have the ability to grow marijuana and sell the products to licensed retailers and dispensaries. I am going to be harvesting one of my first crops next november. It’s taken a long time to get here, but the marijuana farm should run much more smoothly now that everything is set up and running.