This Old House

I drove back to the old homestead in northern Indiana a couple years ago just to walk around and try to experience some of my childhood memories.It was great to drive down those familiar roads, past old neighbors and familiar landmarks.

From the time I was three years old until the age of 11 we lived on a small dairy farm way down a gravel driveway about a mile off the main road, which wasn’t really a main road at all.

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