
A few weeks ago my grandmother on my dad's side passed away and so all of the family was together again. While we were there we realized that my brother-in-law had never been to the family farm where my mom grew up. The farm is only 5 miles from where my dad grew up. The strangest part is that my mom and dad lived that close together and never met each other until Jr. College, but that is another story.

While we were at the farm we got to go and see the baby cows. It was the first time my nieces and nephew have been up close to a cow. They even got to pet them. It is so amazing. The sad part is that in a few years the farm could be completely gone because they are rebuilding the highway right through the middle of the silos.

Anyway here are a few pictures for our time at the farm. The big white house is the house my mom grew up in. It is in need of great repair but it is cool that it is still there. For the time being anyway.
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