I was in awe. I'm not sure there are any other words to describe my feeling. It was a feeling of sadness, shock and complete respect and empathy for the flooded farmers who live and operate along the Missouri River this summer.
Walking out onto what looked like a desert landscape, covering acres and acres of what was once fertile crop ground, I was amazed and upset at the same time. Scott Olson, who farms with his brother, Randy along the bottom land north of Tekamah, took me for a ride in…
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