One May Day
May 29, 2025 • Cam Anderson
On the sunniest of spring days, after church, after clearing the dinner table, after shedding Sunday clothes for play clothes, Dad loaded the four oldest kids into the Chevy wagon. From the farm we traveled east for a short while on County Road 366. After passing a long bank of just budding sumacs he slowed nearly to a stop and eased north onto a dirt road. The gently rutted path, used mostly by tractors with farm equipment in tow, bordered our freshly planted forty acres on the left and a hardwood forest to the right.