Walk a Mile in My Work Boots

Guest blogger, Gabrielle Swavely is the 2018-2019 Centre County Dairy Princess

There’s a pair of old Carolina work boots that sat in the back of my mom’s closet for 27 years. They were retired in 1991, but still full of life. It was only a matter of time until my mom would clean out her closet and throw those old boots away, having no use for them anymore, until I came along. My mom was raised on a family farm but when my great grandparents, my mom’s grandparents, passed away, the Corl Farm was sold to a local Amish family and my mom hung up her boots for good.

A Dairy Wonderful Life

Guest blogger, Rebecca Shaw is a dairy enthusiast and blogger at The Cow Chronicler™

My favorite holiday tradition is watching It’s a Wonderful Life every Christmas Eve with my family. I love that movie, every year it never fails to make you happy-cry. The movie reminds us that no matter how hard life may be right now, we need to remember the things that really matter. We may not realize it, but we make some sort of impact on everyone we meet and may even be a reason for their happiness (or existence)!

New Year, New Ideas!

Guest blogger, Kara Shultz, is the 2018-2019 Pennsylvania Alternate Dairy Princess

New year new me! That’s what millions of people say each and every January, but most of these “new me’s” are things like eating healthier, being kinder, visiting family and friends more often. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with those goals but what about some goals that could make an impact on not only you, your family, your community, but the whole entire world? 

Life with 500 Toddlers

Guest blogger, Jessica Peters, is a 5th generation dairy farmer in northwest Pennsylvania.

In high school, I was the girl who stayed home. I always used the farm as an excuse to dodge plans. I had to feed calves, there was hay to make, or I had to milk the next morning. They weren’t really excuses because they were true, but they were ways for me to get out of plans. Yes, I had more chores and responsibility than the average teenager, but I also just liked being home on the farm with my family. When most teenagers were choosing their friends, I genuinely enjoyed hanging out with my parents and helping around the farm. Honestly, I don’t think my friends truly understood how I felt until they started having kids of their own.