Drumlin Farm

The summer before I went to college I got arrested for graffiti in Boston. My co-defendent had a drug charge on his record, so he had to do the state-run community service, but I got to choose mine. My buddy Tommy was working at the time at Drumlin Farm, on the maintenance crew. I didn't have a job that summer so I just volunteered full time for 2 weeks and did all 80 hours in one shot. Drumlin Farm is pretty great, about a 40 minute drive from my house, just in the suburbs of Boston. I had been there a lot as a kid. Its the place that basically every elementary school would go visit to see farm animals. They have other wild animals in cages too, and grow some food, but they never really showed you the fields when you were little. It was a great time working there for 2 weeks. I got to drive the maintenance truck all around, and do stuff like fix fences and machete overgrown bushes, paint signs. Also Tom and I made it our mission to shirk off work a lot, waste time, run useless errands, take naps, go to the garbage dump. We were great at that. Earlier in the summer they had built a vegetable garden in his boss' yard, so we spent a lot of time "working" there, eating fresh tomatoes. We found a box of tee shirts one day rummaging around in the attic of the maintenance barn. I felt pretty good about the whole experience, as the graffiti charges were kind of bullshit, at least I didn't have to actually work very hard. The drawing of the rooster is great, really detailed. It almost looks like its from an old lithograph or something, an old farming guide.

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