Being from a farming family helped instill work ethic in this columnist
By Hope A. Smith
Culpeper Star Exponent
My dad used to have a bumper sticker that read, “Don’t gripe about farmers with your mouth full.” My dad, Chuck Woycik Sr., was a beef farmer for the better part of 46 years before his sudden death at the age of 61. As the daughter of a beef farmer, I have caviar taste when it comes to the beef I eat. You’ll rarely see me order a hamburger from a restaurant because it’s not “home grown.”
Yes, I am a “farm snob.”
