This old photo from the Summer of 1969 was among the ones that I scanned.  My sister and my baby brother on the Yamaha 50 that our Dad brou...

 I had a book that was a gift from Linda years ago...I read the first part of the book and never got around to finishing it.  I  suggested t...

Barns that held cows to be milked and fresh hay in the haymow.  Can you hear the soft swish swish of the milk as it foams up in the bucket...

The other day I was concentrating on the changes happening around here.  Today I will show you that some things are still pretty much the s...

When I grew up on the farm, I hated haying time, it was hot dusty job, sweat rolls down your shirt and hay dust gets stuck everywhere and be...

My cousin Todd was out making hay.  Next time I see him I am certain he will say “I should have charged admission cause you guys watched so ...

We drive by the  farm where I grew up quite often it is only 2 1/2 miles from where we live now. That silo is newer…it wasn’t there when I...

When you grow up on a farm, town is a long ways away.  Other than going to school on the bus, we went to town once or twice a month for groc...

Yes it is still cold.  I have given up, we might as well put up a big sign that says Siberia. See what you can make out of an old fuel tan...

A long time ago when I was a teenager I belonged to 4-H.  It was an activity that I really enjoyed.  The first club I belonged to was the Po...

I was nine years old when my other baby brother was born in 1960.  I helped to teach him important stuff..how to drink out of a cup..how to ...

I was two years old in 1953.  I was still an only child.  Spoiled. The center of attention. It was my last year of being an only child.  I ...

A very long time ago.  Something happened in a pasture..I do not recall exactly what the circumstance was. I  believe a tree went down in a ...

Recently I ran on to this photograph. It was taken in 1920 or 1921. It shows a rare look into the farm life of people that we loved. Far Guy...