by Jennifer Welch As a farmer, I don’t ask to be celebrated. I don’t ask to be idolized or commemorated; I don’t even ask to be remembered. As a farmer, I don’t ask for high wages or safe working conditions, nor do I ask for promotions or bonuses at the end of each year. As a farmer, I don’t ask for special treatment or subsidies, and I sure as hell don’t ask for government advice or approval on what I should grow and how I should grow it. As a farmer, all I ask is this: Do you trust me? ...