After taking the tour of the winery, I tried to convince Dad to push out some of the apple orchards and plant a vineyard instead. If he did, I would quit life here in an instant and become his farmhand. He told me there wouldn't be any money in it since I would most likely drink up all the profits. True, but doesn't my presence and the desires of my heart outweigh money these days? Apparently not. Thanks, Dad.
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