In 1932, Jim Taylor (my great grandfather's brother by marriage), purchased the first 60 acre parcel of land that would grow to be Sycamore Farms. In 1935, my grandfather Robert Moore moves to Waddell, Arizona to live with his Uncle, Jim Taylor, at the age of twelve. Ten years later while in the Navy, Robert met my grandmother Velma. After WWII, the newlyweds returned to Waddell to buy two 80 acre parcels of land and began farming and aquired most of the square mile that we still farm today. Moore Ranches grew primarily cotton, and struggled most years to keep farming. My father, Mike Moore, grew up working on the farm and swore, as I would later, that he would never return to farm after he left for college. After seeing the prospects of other types of employment he would return with fonder memories of agriculture. Eight years after leaving for college, my father returned with his better half, my mother Cindy Moore, to start Sycamore Farms. My brother Brent and I spent our childhood working on the farm as our father did, and by 15 we had sworn off any future agricultural endeavors. I wouldn't truly return to farm until 2003, (except for a short visit of three years in between college and grad school). My decision to return solidified in the summer of 2001, when I returned to work on the farm and noticed a drastic change in the horizon. 300 acres of citrus trees had been torn down in anticipation of development. I began to see clearly for the first time that my landscape was drastically changing, and fast. That moment has been the fuel for the work I have been exploring since that moment. Aerial photograph of family farm (1954) Cirus tree (summer, 2001)