It was a hot and humid mid-July day, one of the warmest in the summer up to that point. The tractor I was using on my family's farm had cut out, so I headed back to the farmhouse to get a couple of tools. Oddly, such hurdles don't get under my skin. There was a job to be done, so there was no need - or time - to be annoyed.
To say that many here in Sussex have a deep appreciation for Delaware's agricultural community would be a gross understatement. I come from a family of farmers. In fact, our family is direct descendants of the owners of the land where the Town of Georgetown is now located. While not debating legislation in the Senate, I can often be found working on our family farm. Sometimes, it's even necessary to have to repair broken-down equipment in the middle of the day.