|
“I grew up on a farm in Springhill and my mother always told me not to marry a farmer,” Jean said, with a smile. “She said life on the farm was a good, but it was a hard life and that farmers weren’t ever going to make a lot of money – that it would be a struggle. But I didn’t listen.”
Jean and Frank Oscar married for love, not money. They started life together on the farm in the early 1960s and grew peanuts, cotton and corn.
“We did alright farming until 1976 when army worms destroyed the corn crop,” Jean said. “Then, in 1980, there was a terrible drought that just about wiped us out. The drought was so bad that Frank decided that he was going to have to do something to supplement our farm income.”
Frank and Jean Bryan had raised two sons on the farm and they had learned the value of hard work, the importance of teamwork and developed strong family values and an appreciation of and respect for each other.
“When you farm, you just naturally become close because you work so closely together and have to depend on each other so much,” Jean said. “One thing that was so important to Frank was that he could set his own hours, so that he could spend time with the boys. He and the boys would work in the field in the morning and go play ball in the afternoon. Frank coached city recreation baseball for 15 years. He loved being with his boys.”
When Bryan decided to drive a big rig, his son, Bart, had started college at Auburn with plans to be a veterinarian and his son, Brad, was in high school.
So, he limited his farming operation primarily to a u-pick truck farm.
“Frank Oscar was on the road a lot and Brad pretty much managed the truck farm,” Jean said. “But Frank Oscar still planted about 100 acres of row crops. He just couldn’t get from behind the plow.”
Bryan and son were in truck farming for about 10 years. Then, in 1996, he was diagnosed with cancer and had to limit even his truck farming operation.
“At one time, Frank Oscar was considering putting in some chicken houses, but I told him that I wasn’t going to quit my job to tend chicken houses,” Jean said, and added laughing, “He said that he didn’t intend for me to quit my job. He thought I could tend the chicken houses when I got home in the afternoon. I was glad when he decided against that. But if he hadn’t, I would have pitched right in and done what I needed to do. That’s the way it is on a farm. You work together. Frank Oscar loved farming and the land better than anyone I’ve every seen. That’s just the kind of man he was.”
Because he was that kind of man, Jean did not want to see her husband’s dreams die along with him.
“He wanted that sunflower field planted for others to enjoy and I decided that’s what I was going to do,” she said. “I knew I could get the advice and help I needed from the Pike Farmers Co-op. Frank Oscar always bought what we needed on the farm from them. When he decided to plant the first sunflower field three years ago, the Co-op got him the seeds he wanted and then planted them for him. He had a lot of friends at the Co-op.”
When Jean got ready to sow the seeds, she went to the Co-op and got the advice she needed, bought the seeds and enlisted the help of a friend in plowing the field and planting the seeds.
“We put down 300 pounds of 13-13-13 fertilizer to the acre and planted 200 pounds of sunflower seeds,” she said. “I didn’t plant the big sunflower seeds like Frank Oscar did. I’m just learning, but the field was real pretty and we had lot of people stop. We told everybody to just pick what they wanted.”
For Jean Bryan, walking among the sunflowers is like spending quiet moments with her husband.
“It’s almost as if Frank Oscar is here,” she said, as she looked over the bright yellow field. “I see him everywhere I look. This was his place. Now, it’s a place of wonderful memories and every sunflower reminds me of him.”
Jaine Treadwell is a freelance writer from Brundidge. |