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[The Oxford Project]
I had the perfect childhood, growing up in Wyoming, Iowa. I used to cruise out on my bicycle to my grandmother's house all the time. One day my mom tied me to the clothesline because I was always wandering around town.
When I was twenty-nine, I moved to Iowa City with seven buddies. We were all bachelors. We had a good time. There was a lot of partying, but I never stuck anything in my arm. One day, I was drinking boilermakers at Solon Beef Days, and went up to Mary and we struck up a conversation. We took it from there.
I used to hitch out to Mary's with my chainsaw and cut wood for her. I ran a bar, then worked as a garbage truck driver. I'd pick Mary up in the garbage truck and she'd ride with me to finish my run. I figured, "Hey, this is a good woman!"
I'm getting into organic farming. We're trying to make herbal organic compost. I'm working with five Amish men on it. The stuff's made from thistles, sorghum, hay, and prairie flowers.
I like the term "Old Hippie." That's who I am. Material things aren't real important to me. I follow the Golden Rule. I party, just not as much. I work hard and I play hard. I feel like I'm still twenty-one years old.
From The Oxford Project. Welcome Books. Photographs © 2008 Peter Feldstein.
Text © 2008 Stephen G. Bloom. www.theoxfordproject.com