I am an Indiana Farmer

In a recent email, an acquaintance asked me what I call myself. Am I a food businessperson? An entrepreneur?

This is how I answered: 

Truth is: I don’t know what to call myself. This morning I went to go pick up an Indiana Farmers Union car that the union is giving me to drive while doing outreach work for them. The hashtag #iamanindianafarmer kept rolling around in my head. I think I’m going to start a call for folks to post pictures of themselves with that hashtag. The reason? Because we Indiana farmers all look so different. We all have different stories, backgrounds, histories, interests. It amazes me. It REALLY amazes me that I’m now driving a car with a giant Indiana Farmers Union logo on it. The reason? I graduated from Indiana University and left the very next morning around 6 a.m. (back in 1994—this gives you an idea of my age) to move to New York City. Back then I wanted nothing to do with Indiana. I had zero interest in (or knowledge surrounding) farm life or farm-raised food. Now here I am, covered in tattoos, a long history of playing in bands and being a roller girl and being a tattoo magazine editor stretching behind me, and I’m living on a small farm with rescue animals (goats, chickens, alpacas, cats, and a dog), running a small farm store, driving an Indiana Farmers Union car, and bringing diverse people to the table every week to talk about sustainable, diversified agriculture and local food. Oh, and I make jam on the side and sell it through our little label — Kick Out The Jams. When you think about it, it’s kind of hilarious. I happen to also think it’s kind of awesome. I’m thrilled with how my life has turned out.

   And thats all true. So, I do want to put the call out. If youre a farmer, or if you know farmers, will you share this post with them? I want to collect as many photos through Instagram -- with the hashtag #iamanIndianafarmer -- and I want these photos to show how you farm, what you farm, and what you do. We come from all walks, all cultures, all histories. Lets celebrate those differences and those shared experiences. 

   Thanks for reading. 
   Sherri

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