I grew up here. After my father's death my mom sold the farm to a landscaper... or at least that was the pretense. It was shortly thereafter developed into small lots with many houses and the old farm house still exists but looks very out of place with all the new dwellings around it. We have another ariel view of the property hanging on the wall still today. It was a great place to grow up and we all are sad to see it is no longer a farm.

This photo of my grandparents farm was taken the year I was born. So nostalgic!

This was the farm of my high school agriculture teacher and FFA advisor. He was a great man and was a positive influence on many of his students including myself.