Jim Fowler Quotes

As a child, the paddy field was my playground.

I'm from northern Virginia, but I grew up next to the West Virginia border, so it was hills and farmland. We had that sense of adventure you get from growing up around old farmhouses and lazy, rolling hills, you know?

I lived the first five years of my life on a farm in Union City, Michigan, with my mom and grandparents. It was the most magical time of my life.

I grew up in the countryside riding horses, and I also ride every holiday in Spain, which is where I was born. It's a big part of my life.

I grew up with horses and cattle, running around on dirt hills with this real sense of space. We didn't have neighbours - well, the nearest ones were kilometres away.

The memories that I have are mostly at our old ranch, out in Agoura. We used to go out there every Saturday. I can smell the oak trees. I can see it so clearly.

I like rural areas.

When I was growing up in north-west London, our milkman's cart was pulled by a horse, and cattle still grazed on the meadows near Church Farm.

I worked on a farm. Played ball and loafed along the fishing and swimming holes of the White River, and my boyhood was not a lot different from that of other youngsters.

It was jolly in the country. A cow and little pigs to play with and milk warm from the cow.

I have, I must admit, despised the English countryside for much of my life - despised it and avoided it for its want of danger and adventure.

We played on a sandlot all summer. There was no little league back then.

I spent much of my childhood on stations up north, loving that life and with many, many special memories, and so the country holds a very real place in my heart.

Most parents were, like, Little League coaches and all that. My dad was a wrestling fan. Instead of going out and playing home run derby with my old man, we just watched wrestling together.

My earliest memory was going to my grandma's house, milking the cows, and collecting the eggs from the chickens.

I think that a lot of people will agree that Donegal is the countryside, it's trees and fields, but especially when you're a kid you can make so much out of that.

If I seem to write most happily about the ordinary things that boys do who live in the country, it is because this is the part of my childhood that I look back upon with the greatest affection.

I wish I could play little league now. I'd be way better than before.

My father was trained as a saddler, but in fact as a young man worked in his father's business of rearing and selling cattle, so he grew up in the countryside.

I really, really missed the Pennsylvania countryside and hills.

Growing up on a farm was the best. I remember loving that expanse of space. The sky at night was so clear, I could see every star.

One of my earliest memories was of seeing horse-drawn buggies with little Amish children peering out at me from the back, their legs dangling as they jabbered in Pennsylvania Dutch, sometimes pointing and giggling at my family following slowly behind them in our car.

I've come to realize how much it really was a part of my upbringing, the Georgia part. We were away from town. It was just dirt and trees and spouses. And a lot of kids - my cousins, who were all like brothers and sisters to me - just a lot of kids at one time.

I love the smell of skunks. Driving down a back road and you smell a skunk that's sprayed or been hit. I love that. It reminds me of home.

I was definitely very much a country boy.