Our Neighbor's Place Long Ago..

John B.

Well-known Member
Our neighbor lady is moving we just found out.
I knew she had a small 5 x 7 picture of her
homestead that was taken long ago hanging in
her kitchen. I asked her if I could copy/scan
it so I had a copy since our property is next
door and use to be part of their farm. They had
all Oliver tractors and you can see one sitting
in the middle of the picture. The only building
left is the little one car garage behind the
house. Wellhouse is gone too but the well is
still potable and used. She had me make 6
copies of this picture so she had one for each
of her children.
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we all grew up in cherished neighborhood farms like that ,, we were lucky ,, seemed like all went well enuf everyday with plenty to do ,,being a kid raised up on a farm like that was pure heaven to me ,, and bliss ,, I never knew the struggles my parents had ,, we just kept on pluggin away..
 
I agree! So many times I have thought how blessed I was growing up on a farm. Lord only knows how I might have turned out had I grown up in town! I didn't realize that we were poor, I just knew that we didn't have as much as most others, but I wouldn't trade it for anything.
 
Were we poor ?? Is that what you called it back then ?? We didn't know it or care. We always had enough to eat and some clothes to ware, Mostly hand me downs from the neighbors. LOL Cut wood for heat, Rode down hill a lot in the winter. If it was real bad out we raised he## up in the barn. But we lived good and had some fun along the way. I still remember the first TV I ever saw. And it wasn't at our house LOL
 
Here's the home place next door. This farm and ours was once one property, ours the newer of the two. My family from around 1910(date on postage mark on back) are the people (I believe anyway). Buildings all still standing. Ignore the words on top its about 3miles as a bird flies from Saxonburg Hill(local land mark).
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I spent a big part of my growing up years in "The old ------- Family home. It was a big house on the "home" farm built at the turn of the 19-20th century at a considerable, at that time, cost of around 5000 dollars and had a lot of rooms and an indoor bathroom, electric lights (Delco DC unit), and running water ("automatic" Butler windmill) and a pump system on the rainwater/cistern system. Big, high ceilings, and hard to heat, but I have to say I have never lived at "home" or in a better house since then, (been gone 61 yeaars). My dad was the oldest son of the first owner and builder of the house, but he fell in love with alcohol early in life and ruined his chances of inheriting it. A really nice cousin and her husband inherited it and have taken pretty good care of it and updated it somewhat...even have geo-thermal climate control in it now. But, every time I'm there or even drive by it I wish I had it and she had a million dollars...we'd both be happier, I'm sure.....
 
Were we poor ?? Is that what you called it back then ?? We didn't know it or care. We always had enough to eat and some clothes to ware, Mostly hand me downs from the neighbors. LOL Cut wood for heat, Rode down hill a lot in the winter. If it was real bad out we raised he## up in the barn. But we lived good and had some fun along the way. I still remember the first TV I ever saw. And it wasn't at our house LOL
I lived in a small, semi-strawberry farm (in the area where I lived) town and the next door neighbor had the first TV....the old round tube black and white with the top and bottom of the tube blocked to make them flat. The pair had no children and the wife would invite half a dozen of us kids in the immediate neighborhood to come over and view the afternoon cartons including, Mickey Mouse, The Lone Ranger, Tarzan and Jane, and the guy with the dog named Tide that lived in a shoe........added: thinking about it I think his name was Buster Brown......no doubt she wished for children of her own but for some unknown reason she had none. Husband was a blue collar worker at one of the refineries on the Houston Ship Channel.
 
I agree! So many times I have thought how blessed I was growing up on a farm. Lord only knows how I might have turned out had I grown up in town! I didn't realize that we were poor, I just knew that we didn't have as much as most others, but I wouldn't trade it for anything.
Believe it or not Shadetree, now and then a townie actually turns out pretty good and doesn't end up in jail for killing someone. You probably would have been fine despite your doubts.
 

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