I grew up in this house for 16 years. My father, Merle C. Mosher and his wife Betty, was a farmer all their lives. My brother William, Dale and sister Jean enjoyed our whole life here. In the summer time the beds were taken from upstairs and put on the back porch (screened in) of the house and everyone slept there from spring to fall. It was a great life. The barn burned down, I believe approx. 1963, and the house still stands today.