My Dad was a good farmer, and we had a good farm. The people who had the farm before us had a homestead. They planted all those trees. They even planted flowers.
You wouldn't know the place now. Nothing is the same. All the buildings have been torn down and the house burned down. Nowadays, even the old barns are going.
The top photo is of Ted, Evert, and Dad on the farm. I'm with Dad in the middle photo and in the close-up.
Photos from Mary's photo album
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