Michael felt compelled to turn off Highway N and proceed up the long gravel driveway. He was on the third day of his two-week, late June escapade when he spotted it. It was a farmhouse that looked just like his childhood home. He had to have a closer look. Not being in a hurry, making the stop was no problem. Michael had finalized plans for his trip a couple of months earlier. His goal was to meander through the state of Wisconsin and visit with several farmers along the way. He wanted to find out firsthand how the changes that had been occurring in agriculture during the past twenty-five to thirty years were affecting rural folks, especially dairy farmers.