This was my grandparents farm. 65 acres. My mom has that original framed photo. I was always exploring and then would climb the hill to the top and look out at all the other towns. I drive by it everyday to and from work. It has new owners now but I'll always call it home.

The Paul Evanchick farm. He planted every tree in that picture. My brothers cloth diapers are hanging on the line. I miss it.

I miss it too, Jenny! This is where I learned how to climb trees, PINE trees yet, lol. I loved going down to the spring & in the spring house, picking & eating currants & blueberries, climbing to the top of the hill, the apple & pear trees, exploring in the big barn... I could go on forever. It was an incredible place as a child. So glad we share the memories!