Author of farm boy: growing up progressive in rural america


The story of a remarkable farm family


Farm Boy: Growing up Progressive in Rural America

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Dan's memoir of growing up on a family farm with roots going back to homesteaders.  This book makes you feel part of farm chores that become adventures laced with humor.   Dan grew up in a remarkable family you will get to know and love when you read this book.

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Dan Skerritt is a trial attorney in Portland, Oregon. In this charming memoir, Dan recounts his boyhood years growing up on a farm with roots going back to grandparents who immigrated from Ireland to northeastern Montana. It begins when Dan’s father steps down the gangplank of the RMS Cameronia onto Ellis Island as a six-year old. Dan carries forward his father’s adventure as one of five children raised by remarkable parents on a family farm. Here, everyday farm chores of egg-picking, branding, raising cattle, driving tractor and battling Montana blizzards turn into unexpected adventures laced with humor. The family’s role in the historic struggle by farmers against monopoly powers to bring electricity and telephones to rural America molded Dan into a progressive even as he grew up in a conservative corner of the country.


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This memoir makes you feel as if you are part of the action.  Treat your self to a delightful read.


The National Farmers Union is giving delegates to 2020 national convention a copy of Farm Boy


I found your description of your life and times growing up on the plains of northeastern Montana brought me back over and over again to my experiences with plains living, farming and Farmers Union in west central North Dakota. I, as you, am so proud of the work our forebears did in building cooperatives and bringing modern services to rural America. 

Roger Johnson, President, National Farmers Union

Dan, That was one hell of a memoir.   I read it just about non-stop and it held my interest throughout.  The well done summary of the book's contents on the back cover hits the main themes and I hope you have the readership that you deserve….your witticisms abounded !  Norm Sepenuk 

I really enjoyed your book.   Thank you!  Your words and stories spoke to me about kindness, tolerance and humanity.  Judge Judith Matarazzo

My father died when I was 3 and my brother and I went to live with our grandparents on their homesteaded farm in North Dakota.  German immigrants.  I could relate so well to many of your stories.  "Farm Boy" is truly a love letter to your parents and your family.  Well done!!! Rev. Tony Auer

Below is the link to a really enjoyable memoir I am reading by Dan Skerritt [at Tonkon Torp] about how growing up in rural Montana farm made him a progressive.  Very easy read, lot of subtle humor N. Robert Stoll

Oh my goodness, what a wonderful narrative of a life simultaneous to, yet so different from mine....I learned much and am delighted.  Joanne Sandhu


The Farmers Union

In FARM BOY, I write about the Farmers Union.  It was a huge part of our lives.  The National Farmers Union (NFU) and state and local chapters such as ours in Madoc, Montana,  were the driving force in the battle to electrify rural America and to bring telephone service to the farm.  I was delighted that Roger Johnson, President of the National Farmers Union, took time to write his wonderful testimonial about FARM BOY.  The NFU remains a vital voice for America's farmers.

Another Poem

Grrrr or Purr

Were I a dog, I'd say grrrr

Or a cat, then I'd purr

As a bird, you'd hear chirp

From a sot, a hic or a burp

My thoughts go this and that way

But I'll always have something to say

Poem for the day

Reading Glasses

Hearing songs before they're sung

Watching birds already flown

Learning thoughts yet unkown

Tasting air upon my tongue

Just silly me, I suppose,

Seeking glasses on my nose

I sometimes think farm children put themselves in the mind of animals more than typical kids.  Once you anthropomorphize , it's a tough habit to break.  So my mind wandered as I found myself in a room at the hospital waiting for a family member (all is okay). Here's the upshot of my musings:


A couple, black wings catch my eye.

Crows, I think at first.

No.  Too large.  Must be Ravens.

I've heard they are the smartest bird.

Do they see me and think, Swede?

No.  Too short.  Must be Irish.