Randy's Page



I used to play on tractorsHey y�all. I�m the husband and father to these two beautiful women. There doesn�t seem to be as much to tell about my life as there was to tell about Renea�s. And truly I don�t want to bore you, as I am sure her page did. On my page I will be brief but I will also be including a photo gallery of pictures I have taken that I think are pretty good. Please take a minute to look at them and tell me what you think.

I was born on August 11, 1970 and I grew up on a farm in the country about 50 miles south of Richmond, Virginia. I have always lived with or around my parents, sister, grandparents, and two uncles. That is wonderful now because we always have a babysitter ready to take over when we need to go out.

As a child I can remember playing and fishing in the river that ran behind our house. And I can also remember it flooding on a regular basis, what a mess. I gave up bikes when I was 12 because my parents bought me a new 4 wheeler (that�s ATV to you city folks). I used to take my 4 wheeler and a wagon and spend the day cutting and hauling wood to the house. At the time I thought it was fun, but now I know better. That was work, but I had a good time doing it.

I never really had any trouble with schoolwork; it all came pretty easy to me.Now I really drive them But I found out that school just wasn�t for me. After a year in college I moved back home and went to work for the man I had been working for since I was 15. I still work for him and I really enjoy it. It has its good and bad moments like anything else, but all in all I love it. I like the outdoors too much for a desk job. We grow peanuts (and no they don�t grow on trees like walnuts do), cotton, soybeans, wheat and unfortunately cows. I don�t mind the cows too much till it comes time to round them up or they get out of the fence. I usually end up stumbling in a hole or slipping on a pile of�well�you get the idea. Luckily we don�t have to do that that often and we are slowly but surely selling off our cows so maybe in a year or two that part of the job will be gone.

      This is where I work