My mother and father bought this farm in 1985 when she was pregnant with myself. I grew up in that old farm house along with my two older brothers. My dad build a large barn just past the end of the driveway in the late 80's early 90's. It had an upstairs with two large rooms, one side was a dance floor complete with a stage. Alot of guitar picking, singing, and dancing. It was a blast to watch and be a part of. The other room had a bar, poker table, darts, and a redneck bathroom. Downstairs was for tools, repairs, painting tractors, hanging deer, and good ol' hunting and fishing stories. We always had big get togethers and that barn was the staple that held it all together. ALOT of GREAT, GREAT memories! Sadly my dad tore down the old house in (I believe) 2006 and build a new house on the other side of the driveway. He still lives there today. The barn still stands just not as lively as it use to be in its Glory Days.