The great escape!

Beautiful strangers! I come to you today with callused hands, achey joints, dirty fingernails and broken dreams. I’ve been farming in California for almost a decade now and the time has come to part ways with the overpriced land, depleting resources and an obersaturate marketplace. After many glorious seasons of being beaten and battered, I am returning home to Virginia to make up for lost time with my loved ones. Ive been planning on driving back with my two pups for months and a week before my departure, I learn that the large debt (funding this journey) in which was promised to be settled before my trip has not been, nor will it be. If anyone is willing to help me get back to my family, I shall be eternally grateful. Thank you