CARRYING ON THE FAMILY FARMING TRADITION – CANEY CREEK FARM

Text and photos provided by Kate Glastetter as published in the Fall 2015 issue which can be purchased at http://www.magzter.com/US/Country-Diva-LLC/Country-Diva/Lifestyle/

I loved seeing the progress of the farm…watching the land as we reclaimed it.  It’s hard to believe that just ten years ago our farm was practically nothing but grown up fence rows, dilapidated outbuildings and overgrown grass and woodlands. MissouriFarmAward

It’s true that the farm has been in the family since 1864, but that’s not to say it was always as it is today. When I was about 10 years old, I decided to bring it back to some of what it was.                                              I don’t blame my dad for letting the farm go the way he did. He had a family to raise and a demanding job—he still works six days a week.  He has always said he plans to get back to farming when he retires. I wanted to speed things along. I got back into livestock.  I cleared the old fence rows for my own dreams.

When my dad helped me pick out my very first chicks, he made me understand that this was completely my responsibility–from then on, no one else’s responsibility.   I couldn’t have done it without him though, especially the heavy lifting.  He has my back and always has advice for me, even when I don’t want to hear it.

We sweat together, have bled together, cussed together, even cried together. I couldn’t have reached my goals if my dad hadn’t been with me every step of the way. Sure I own every animal on the place–my herd of cattle, every hog, every dog, and 40 some odd chickens, but, if it weren’t for my dad supporting the crazy dreams of a 10-year-old girl, the farm wouldn’t be what it is today.

I would never hear the end of it if I left out my mom. She’s the woman who has to put up with both of us dirtying up her house with me bringing all kinds of critters inside, not to mention all the dirty farm clothes in her laundry room. She helps me to never stop loving what I do, even when farming isn’t fun.

FeedingpigspumpkinsGrandpaBuckKateShot   When I think back honestly what really made me want to get our farm working again, it was my grandpa’s stories about how the farm used to be. He would show me old pictures from way back when and tell me about the animals and what life was like on the farm. I wanted that. I wanted to live the life he did (good and bad) and see what he saw.

My grandpa passed away when I was 15. Not a day goes by when I don’t think of him while I’m working on the farm or wish he was still with me. It keeps me going, knowing I’m doing it the way he would–making him proud. When times get tough, I just remember his stories about hard times. It makes me realize how truly blessed I am.

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More About Kate:

Kate Glastetter,  New Hamburg, Missouri

Daughter of Ted and Theresa Glastetter

21 years old

Full time student at Southeast Missouri State University

Major: Agribusiness, specializing in Soil and Plant Science

Farm: Creek Farm. Established 1864

My grandpa’s name: Clyde Glastetter , New Hamburg, Missouri (born 1928)

I breed registered Lowline Angus for grass fed beef and breeding stock, registered Kune Kune pigs for pastured pork and breeding stock and Wyandotte chickens for pastured poultry, eggs, and breeding stock.

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