Under the wet Indiana sky last week the delicate green of winter wheat lighted loam-black fields. The last snow had melted. Fat sows, trailed by stiff-legged shoats, nosed through the early budding clover. Factory-bright tractors roared across the fields; loaded manure spreaders clumped and rumbled. The smell of freshly turned earth was fragrant in the air. It was spring in Tipton County, one of the fattest agricultural areas in the state, and things looked good.
Tipton's farmers had the relaxed air of men who have plenty of meat in their smokehouses, though...
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