The Old Bupp Family Farms, Ohio

Mother’s Day 2014

Post author:James Bupp, Ph.D.
Post published:May 7, 2014
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I dedicate this writing to my Mother, Dorothy E. Yoder-Bupp, 1909-1992. The Old House on the Hill It looks lonely, that old house on the hill. Not long ago there…

A Trip Back in Time

Post author:James Bupp, Ph.D.
Post published:August 27, 2013
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Most families this week with children are busily working on getting everyone ready to start the new school year right after Labor Day or perhaps trying to grab one last…

The Barn Still Stands

Post author:James Bupp, Ph.D.
Post published:June 10, 2012
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Change is inevitable - it’s a part of life. My grandfather on my Father’s side passed away in 1946. My grandmother lived another 20 years until she passed away in…

Visiting the Old Bupp Family Farms

Post author:James Bupp, Ph.D.
Post published:September 8, 2010
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Just prior to the Labor Day weekend, I visited the family farms out in Ohio where I grew up. My early childhood experiences on the family farms are recorded in…

Author James Bupp

This is a story about change. It’s a story about a boy who was born into the Agricultural Society of the United States but early on in his life, he realized that the world that he was living in was rapidly disappearing and that he must seek his fortunes elsewhere. It is a story of adventure, of survival, and of adaption to this new world.

Author James Bupp

THE LAST of the FAMILY FARMS recalls what it was like to have grown up on a family farm some fifty years ago and how the learning experiences of today’s youth differ so sharply from the learning experiences of a child growing up a half century ago. On the family farm, early learning experiences came from family members and from Sunday and public school teachers. The food which sustained our lives came from the animals and vegetables that were raised on the farm. Work was an integral part of living on a family farm. One didn’t “go to work” or “go home”; they were one in the same. There was a unique partnership between farm families and the Almighty Himself as each depended upon the other to grow the crops and raise the animals. And so a strong belief in God was established very early in a child growing up on a family farm.

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