Just how I remember it...it was a great place to grow up. I see my swingset a great-uncle showed up with one day, the tree our treehouse was built in, Mom's laundry on the line, Dad's Oliver tractor by the barn; this was even before the windmill blew over in a storm onto the corncrib. Lots of fantastic memories.

This farm is gone. Northwest corner of the intersection of Yarrow Ave. & 170th St.