They LAUGHED at her for 5 YEARS when she planted CRANBERRIES in dry clay soil — until 1991...

They laughed at me for five years. My own sister-in-law called me a fool to my face at the county fair, right in front of the funnel cake stand, loud enough that three other women turned to look. My daughter cried on the phone and begged me to sell the back forty before I "buried what was left of Daddy's money in the mud." And my neighbor Harold Denning, the man who'd been trying to buy that land off me since the week of my husband's funeral, used to drive past real slow in his truck just to see how bad the crop had failed that season, and he never once bothered to hide the smile on his face.