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Born in Oxford, Nebraska in 1955, to a chicken farm-hand; Dad, and a waitress; Mom with barely enough money to make ends meet. By the time they had their third little girl- me, and wanting a better life, they bundled us up and headed west toward the promise of employment here in the Pacific Northwest. Six years later, they bought their first fixer-upper home on 5 acres for $11,000.00.

Farm life was hard, fun, exciting, back-breaking, constant work. Work that brought satisfaction from well-cared for healthy animals. These same animals would provide food for our neighbors and our table as well as good health to our bodies.

Farm life also allowed personal freedom. Once the chickens, pigs, sheep were fed, the cow milked and the chores were done, we had lots of time to explore the area woods, ride our bikes or horse for hours on end. My oldest sister and I joined Dog

4-H to learn the proper care and training of our dogs. Playing with neighbor kids, was another until time for dinner, we'd all sit down around the table for a home cooked meal. Afterwards we'd take turns washing or drying the dishes, get our homework done so we could watch our favorite show on TV, then fall peacefully to sleep as soon as our heads hit the pillow.

It was a good life. A simpler time - one that my grandson recently asked, “Which one did you like better? Your life now, or when you were a kid?” "Both have exclusive benefits", I said smiling, "but what I’d really like for you and all my grandson's to experience is 'non-technology', freedom to roam the neighborhood safely, ride in a car without a seat belt, and learn the importance of composting leaving the planet better than how they found it."

Life on the farm gave birth to my work ethic, physical strength, and knowledge of the need to care for myself so I can better take care of the animals. After all, they were dependent on us for their food, water, and health care. In exchange, they laid down their lives for us, so that we could have healthy food and strong muscles. I owe those animals a debt for the sacrifices they made for me.

Now, I do that for humans. This is my way of laying down my life for the good of others.

I look forward to meeting you and seeing how massage can help you reach your best potential.

Vonna Posey

Senior 60