Bull by Franz Marc, 1911. Public Domain. Growing up in a village I was born in a Greek village where land and food self-sufficiency were everything. My father had a few strips of land where he raised enough food for his family and the family of his brother who lost his life during the war years of the 1940s. My father cultivated wheat, barley, lentils, vine grapes for wine, and olive trees for oil. Animals made our lives possible – and easier. We had a mule, a donkey, goats, sheep, chickens, dogs and cats. I learned to respect and love these animals. I could not conceive life without them. My most interesting agrarian memory comes from our harvesting of grapes during the heat of Summer in late August. My sisters and cousins would fill wicker baskets with ripe bunches of white, blue and red grapes, load them on the donkey, and my younger cousin, George, and I would take them home. We would unload the baskets and pour the grapes into the linos, a rectangular ...