I remember Iowa....my dads family is from Crawfordsville...Corn and pig farms was the norm in that area.
I remember out with my cousins as a boy...walking 3 miles to the local country store to get groceries for that nights supper, watching the trucks go by at 70mph ...passing a combine, down a straight road for 5 miles. Not much else going on though.
We could always use a good electrician.
To many folks doing strange things with wire, and fuses and panels oh-my.
(My interpretation of the wizard of Oz.)
Any good job stories to share with the folks out there?