This is where I'm from.

When I was growing up on this farm in Missouri I felt like nothing could be more insignificant. Now when I go back to visit, I feel so lucky to have this farm and this small chunk of the world part of my life. I'm proud to say this is where I'm from.

This is just a snap shot of what my parents see every morning.

Rutledge, MO. Blink and you'll miss it. There is a small general store where you can get a fresh baked loaf of bread, out dated box of cereal, a cheese burger served in a napkin and an ice cream sundae. Then there's the gas station and a post office. The train passes through several times a day to liven the place up a little.

This is where I went to school from kindergarten to fifth grade. There were 2 other kids in my grade, 12 or so students k-12th grade. k-4th grade where all in one room (called the little room upstairs), then the big kids, 5th-8th grade, where all down stairs. We ate a delicious home cooked hot lunch together every day.