Barn Charm:Family Farm

On the Sunday drive back in June,

we came upon the farm that had once been

in my husband's mother's family.

The above photo is us coming up on it

and me snapping a pic from the car.

This is the front view.

You can see a hint of silo.

Now more silo and the side shed,

still taken from inside the car

as the upper rt. hand corner shows.

Back view.

We felt more comfortable stopping here

for me to get out of the car.

Close-up of the back.

This is my favorite shot

taken right before I got back in the car.

His mother came from a family of 12 kids.

They lived on a farm outside of Temperanceville, Ohio.

Across from the barn is the home she grew up in,

sharing a bedroom with several sisters.

(I don't have that photo.)

Grandma died in a car crash.

Grandpa remained on the farm.

There was still a son growing up there.

When Grandpa died, Johnny was 18.

Part of the siblings wanted to let Johnny have the farm.

The other part wanted to sell and pocket the money.

The sell group won.

They sold the family farm.

Each of them walked away with their share of the money. 

That was back in the 1960's.

Approximately 215 acres.

Who knows what it's worth today in dollars and cents?

The sell part have admitted they were wrong--

that keeping it in the family

was worth more than any dollar amount.

At some point

the two sides began talking to each other

and the split was eventually healed.

I don't know the details;

I just know that for some years they didn't talk.

Now six of the sons and daughters have died,

including my husband's mother.

There are great-great-great grandkids.

The family reunion every summer

is huge.

Great food and camaraderie are there,

as folks catch up with those who live away.

But someone else owns the family farm.

I'm early, but soon Trish will have her weekly Barn Charm

up and running here