My grandmother and myself in 1966
My grandmother and her son, my father in 1967
My grandparents, aunts and uncles, my mother and my brother and I in 1968
Cara & Rusty...farmhands in 1970
My father, his mother, his brother, his father, and his sister in 1970
My grandparents with Rusty and me in 1972
Cousins, aunts and uncles, grandparents in 1972
A working farm still in 1972
My grandmother died in 1972. I have a few memories, but not many. We continued to visit the farm even after my grandfather moved in with his daughter in her house down the road. My father died on that farm. It has been in our family for over 100 years, never owned by another family, and the state of Indiana has recognized it for this very reason. I'm looking forward to heading back there this summer if only for a short time.
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I remember visiting the farm. I don't remember a whole lot but I do remember the time you and Rusty convinced me to "touch" the electric fence. I proceeded to GRAB the fence and then couldn't let go. Then you grabbed me and he grabbed you and we all got a great shock. That was sooooo funny! Such great memories.
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