Aug 15, 2010A day as a farm laborer teaches lessons about immigrant jobs
With my stiff back, I had to sit, not stoop, even though the ground between the rows of blueberries was still wet from Thursday morning’s storm. I quickly ran into a problem I never have in the office: sweat pouring into my eyes. Plus, I had only a vague idea what I was doing. It is probably no surprise then that I pruned away a couple of straight, green shoots — just the kind farmer Maryann Stein had told me would be loaded with berries in the spring. St. Petersburg Times
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