Farmboy

Now in his late 60s, one of American agriculture's notable contrarians is more rumpled and thicker in the waist than he was as a Kansas farmboy, coasting through what he calls one of the most misspent youths in the history of the planet.

He likes to say that he's still just a farmboy at heart.

Even if I wear shit-kicker boots, faded Levi's and a flannel shirt, something about me betrays too many years around universities. In the same clothes, you exuded farmboy simplicity and innocence.