The farm of my grandparents was one of my favorite places to visit. The farm had originally belonged to my grandfather's Uncle Carl. My grandfather inherited it in 1930. My grandfather raised corn, oats, hogs and cattle there. My grandmother raised chickens and collected eggs. There was always something to do and if the work was done you could always take the dog for a walk around the farm. The farm had a lot of hills and so there was always a good view of the farmland from the top of the hills. The trees surrounding the farmhouse provided a windbreak plus a nice refuge for birds and wildlife. The farm now belongs to a cousin.