Joshua Morris farm, north side of bootfoot rd bridgewater me

My Great-Grandparents, Joshua and Etta Morse lived here and I have many memories of being at the farm. Collecting eggs, eating the "yellowist" homemade butter EVER, NOT wanting to eat pea soup, running down the long driveway to meet the mailman, running up the staircase over the kitchen, then back down through the house and running up the living room staircase. Banging on the old piano in the parlor. Gram always had someone from the "Bootfoot" road sitting on a stool in the kitchen. Visitin' was the way of life back then. Wouldn't trade these memories for ANYTHING. Life back then - "Time for the important, not the urgent!!"