02 Feb VIRGINIA’S FARMER IS TALL, BRONZE, HANDSOME
He is the man of my dreams. I knew he would be.
Dressed in bib overalls. His shirt sleeves rolled up past his elbows. If I look closely, I’m sure I’ll find a little sweat across his hard-working brow.
He’s the Virginia farmer. Not any specific farmer in any particular Virginia locality. Just an ordinary farmer, gazing out across his newly planted crops.
Finally, I thought, with what was probably an audible sigh of relief, a statue in Richmond without controversy. No battle flags. No weapons. No color of skin. No connections with any causes except honesty, hard work and a God-fearing respect for the land.
I wanted to know immediately what he looked like.
I’d read that he is 6 feet, 3 inches tall. I asked Bruce Stone , when I called the Farm Bureau offices near our state capital, if it was meaningful. Are all farmers tall?
Not necessarily, he answered me, with a chuckle, but the bronze man is as typical of a Virginia farmer as they could come up with.
“He’s big,” said Stone, a member of the committee that decided what the farmer would look like and who would sculpt him. “We had a vision. He would be gazing at the sky, wondering when the next rain would come.”
Now, doesn’t that sound just like a farmer?