Monday, January 24, 2011
I remember as a child visiting ( The Farm.) I remember Big Barns, Big Green fields,and Bigger Clydesdale Horses.
I remember, a hot kitchen, a cool porch,and the warm chuckles of Uncle Barry and Aunt Greta.
I remember a small dark hall and a flowered curtain. That opened into a bright and sunny kitchen.
I remember the smells of fresh Hay, Home made bread and pies, And the realization that Uncle Jack smelt just like the Fresh Hay and Aunt Leona smelt just as good as the pies she baked.
I remember a simpler way of Life, 3 generations living and working together under one roof.
Family, It's good to remember.
My deepest sympathy goes out to all the family, and friends who also remember.
To Cathy, Bobby and Kent stay strong and hold onto all the good thought.
Your Cousin: RoxAnne
