Made a trip with Dad to the farm. My first time back since Grandma had to move in to town. It was strange to see the setting of so many warm memories, now forlorn and cold.
Perhaps I give a short tour to you, my friend
The one on the right. 
The big sheds are new, after all the old buildings except the barn came out. My favorite building was the old pig shed, where Grandpa wrote out various figuring & math problems on the wall in pencil.
The folding ramp on the front steps is for my cousin's wheelchair.
Thanks for walking around with me. It's still a happy place. But... well, you understand.
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