When the older folks retire, will there be anyone left to till the soil and grow our crops?
Environment Reporter – the toronto star When Kurtis Andrews walks into his family’s barn, he can’t just ask one of the employees where his dad is. He has to ask for “Mr. Andrews.” That’s because few of the market staff know Kurtis anymore. They think he’s another customer.
Andrews spent 20 years working on the farm. When he was seven, he bought a bicycle with the money he’d saved weeding the fields by hand for $1 an hour.
He’s climbed the trees, built a swimming raft for the irrigation pond, and rumbled across the fields on a tractor.
But now, he’s a stranger here.
“It feels odd,” says Andrews, 34, examining a 20-year-old family portrait that hangs in the barn. In it, he, his two sisters and their folks pose in a raspberry field, each of them dressed in red-and-white checkered shirts and holding a basket of berries. It’s full of joy and optimism – hardly the picture of farming today.
“I do feel nostalgia about the farm,” he says.
Andrews is no longer a country boy. He lives six hours away, in Ottawa, where he’s in his second year of law school. And he has no plans to return to the fields.