Page 1 Page 2 Page 3 Page 4 Page 5 Page 6 Page 7 Page 8 Page 9 Page 10 Page 11 Page 12 Page 13 Page 14 Page 15 Page 16 Page 17 Page 18 Page 19 Page 20 Page 21 Page 22 Page 23 Page 24 Page 25 Page 26 Page 27 Page 28 Page 29 Page 30 Page 31 Page 32 Page 33 Page 34 Page 35 Page 36 Page 37 Page 38 Page 39 Page 40 Page 41 Page 42 Page 43 Page 44 Page 45 Page 46 Page 47 Page 48 Page 49 Page 50 Page 51 Page 52 Page 53 Page 54 Page 55 Page 56 Page 57 Page 58 Page 59 Page 60 Page 61 Page 62 Page 63 Page 64 Page 65 Page 66 Page 67 Page 68 Page 69 Page 70 Page 71 Page 72 Page 73 Page 74 Page 75 Page 76 Page 77 Page 78 Page 79 Page 80 Page 81 Page 82 Page 83 Page 84 Page 85 Page 86 Page 87 Page 88Between Turnrows • 51 Nathan Waldrip is Mark’s son and Finance Manager at Armor Seed. “As Dad grew the farm he also expanded his business interests,” Nathan says. “Over time he became more and more interested in the business side and had an eye for spotting op- portunities. I think he first got into the seed business because he saw an opportunity to grow seed and have it certified; then bring it in and sell it and make a little more off of it. He started out by selling seed to a couple of farmers close to our farm and just grew the business from there. Back then he grew the public varieties. He would clean and bag them, mark the price up a little bit and sell the seed to other growers. Later, Dad found a good deal on a seed cleaner in Ten- nessee and brought that back to the farm and set it up.” The new cleaner greatly expanded Waldrip’s production capacity and grew into East Arkansas Seed Company, a company known throughout the area for top quality seed and honest dealing. Nathan says the greatest lesson he ever learned from his father didn’t have anything to do with either farming or business -- it was about respect. “My dad taught me that whether it’s the President of the United States or a janitor, you treat them with respect,” he says. “I can remember one time we stopped at the McDonald’s in Brinkley, just the two of us. Dad probably stopped in there two or three times a week for coffee. The janitor came by picking up trash and sweeping the floor. Dad called him by name, and asked him some questions because he knew the guy and knew what was going on in his life. That really struck me. He’s always had that kind of relationship with people.” Mark and Nathan Waldrip, December 2005