My family has been working and living on our farm for over 100 years in the rural Hastings district. Brothers Bury and Cecil Dasent gained ownership of the farm on March 31, 1907 in the Mangatahi settlement ballot, and started out living in a tent.
The farm was passed on to the third brother Gerald after the deaths of Cecil and Bury. The road was called Dasent Road, sheep were farmed and a house eventually built.
Good and bad years were endured. Births, deaths, weddings, droughts, earthquakes, debt and war occurred and we are still here.
Gerald became my great-grandfather and the farm passed on to my grandfather Tony and now my father Jeremy.
We are surrounded by many other farming families that we have lived next to for generations.
Their friendship and assistance has been invaluable, allowing the Dasent farm to continue even after all our grazing was wiped out by a fire in 1937.
New Zealand's rural communities are full of kind and generous people who are always willing to help a neighbour in their time of need.
Women are also extremely important to family farms. These women have mucked in alongside their men, raised the next generation, and sometimes taken over so the farm could continue.
My own great-grandmother was renowned for being a strong and capable woman. She was instrumental in keeping the farm going during the 1930s depression and also when her sons went to war as pilots, with only one of them returning again.
Farming takes many special skills and not the least of these is endurance. Fortitude is needed in spades to care for the land and continue caring for it for the generations ahead, and New Zealand farmers have plenty.