This was my grandfather Scott Oliver's farm. Lots of happy memories there.Remember playing on the swing set in the left of the picture. Churning homemade ice cream at the pump there in front of the porch. Playing in the hay in the loft of the barn. Loved swinging on the porch swing on the right side of the porch. I am sitting here crying thinking of all the memories there and missing my pap. He loved that farm with all his heart, A part of him will always live on that land. The road leading to the farm is named after my pap. It is Oliver road.