In the hearts of many young producers is the drive to prove to their predecessors that they have what it takes to lead the next generation of agriculture.

It’s been almost two years since I became a ranch hand. Taking nonstop orders from my husband has been – how shall we say? – a bit of an adjustment. After all, I grew up on this ranch. I knew my way around. I just hadn’t been home a lot lately thanks to the town job, so perhaps I was a little out of date. And it’s not like I questioned his authority. Much.