Why Be A Modern Pioneer? 33 years later.. Pioneering Table Is Home Now

I am going to start this by saying, and its no big secret, that I am not a writer. My grammar is bad, my use of the English language is real bad, and my spelling or use in certain words isn't correct. I am blogging, writing articles about what I do here on my homestead and how my life being Self Sufficient is going. I hope to land my own show on network TV in the future. It isn't my base goal, its for my fans, the reason I get out there and get new ideas and put them to the test. I also like the rewards, and the failures just as much.

In the event your just joining me in my wacky adventures, let me introduce myself. My name is Jason, I live on a mountain side, own 5 acres of crazy homestead. I was raised on a hog farm a few hours from here. When factory farming went full swing, we lost our farm to the bank. SO I had to move to the big city when I was 14 y/o and leave country living at its finest.

My SS (self sufficient) started as a hobby, and then as I got into it, it pulled me in. I am not trying to live off grid, but my goal is to live a self supportive lifestyle and work the soil, hunt for food, gather food, and harvest food from its roots with little impact and as healthy as possible.

I am no stranger to pioneering, why we had a wood cook stove in the kitchen to cook on, and used to help heat the house. We made/canned/hunted/gathered/provided our own food whenever possible. Yes we were poor, and it was a way of life for me as a child.

I agree that my wife supports me in my adventures, but isn't fully on board and might not ever be. But thats okay....

It was in the days of my youth, I believe in 1977 or 1978, sure it was 78 though. Mom brought this old farm house table home which was covered in white/black zebra striped tack paper. It was a winter project that we did together, as a family... After leaving the farm, splitting up with my step dad and mom, they would also split later on, I never knew what happened to that table. I asked my step dad one time, he said he had it stored in a barn and I could have it if I wanted it. I smiled from ear to ear with joy to see it so many years later. Mom has been long gone now, but its a wonderful reminder of togetherness, and love... It was a re-purpose project, so she taught me a lot about loving people and the earth.. You wanna see some pics?