Word: neb
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...hailed humble "cultivators of the earth" as America's "most valuable" and "most virtuous" citizens. Politicians still paint American Gothic portraits of the country folk who toil in the soil to grow our food and fiber. But at the Husker Harvest Days farm show in September in Grand Island, Neb., it was clear how far American agriculture had come from the days when Cornhuskers husked corn by hand...
...kind of demographics that cancels sitcoms: only 6% of farmers are younger than 35, while 26% are over 65. "It's damn near impossible to get started today," Craig Ebberson says during a tour of the endless rows of corn and soybeans he farms with his sons near Randolph, Neb. "Farms are getting bigger and more efficient, and that's not going to stop." The Environmental Working Group's farm-subsidy database shows that Ebbersons in the area collected $3 million in crop aid over the past decade. Craig used that money to snap up more land, expand his feedlot...
...things are happening over at the offices of Harvard Undergraduate Women in Business (WIB). Two weekends ago, the ladies threw a successful undergraduate business conference in Boston, and last weekend, some of the gang jetted off to Omaha, Neb., to meet Warren Buffett, every aspiring businessman’s (or businesswoman’s) idol...
...OMAHA, Neb.—Like the ancient Greeks who traveled hundreds of miles to hear the Oracle of Delphi, so went 98 Harvard students this weekend in search of business wisdom from the Oracle of Omaha—Warren Buffett.Buffett, whose estimated $52 billion fortune makes him the second-richest person in the world according to Forbes, spoke with about 20 other American business leaders on topics that ranged from formulating business strategy to balancing personal and professional interests.“Unconditional love is the most powerful force in the universe,” Buffett said...
...philosophy and modern literature, and by the end of the semester I was spending entire Saturdays curled in a chair at Darwin’s, gulping down “Ulysses” and Kant. I left Harvard on a stream-of-consciousness buzz, bound for home in Omaha, Neb., with a suitcase full of the 20th century’s greatest literary inventors, intending to keep riding the high straight through “Finnegan’s Wake.” And then the buzz died. From June to August I couldn’t read more than...