I grew up in a farming county. We had a lot of Dutch in our area, which did mean tall blond boys, but most of them had only one set of good clothes, fucked up teeth, and had at least one gruesome scar from some sort of industrial or livestock accident from before they were twelve. Not that that ought to discourage anyone, they mostly had great personalities and knew how to party once haying was done. Now though there's so much tractor work, it seems like most farm owners are fat shits who sit on machines all day while their kids work.