Hobart Kennell farm, now it is gone

This was my paternal grandparents farm. I pent my weekends there in the summers in the 1940s

great memories at my grandparents farm

Loved seeing this Loved being there can almost smell the bread and pies baking in the oven of the wood stove,and see my grandfather napping on the wood box after a meal.

Yep, the cozy warm wood cook stove, the long table, the hand pump and the cream separator all bring back memories of that kitchen. I always hated when we went upstairs to the parlor for formal visits. That room always seemed so cold compared to the kitchen.

We should get all the cousins together next summer.Would be nice to revisit our memories great chicken dinners best gravy etc

Good idea Bunny let me know when