
Here is a view from the gate of the old farm where Max grew up. The road stretching into the distance is the road Max (woefully) recalls walking two miles to school as a child. Of course, sometimes they rode their old horse Nap (nickname for Napoleon). I don't suppose Max appreciated the fabulous view as a child.

The picture to the right is Max and his sister Connie, with the old farm in the background. Of course, the modern buildings, equipment and grain silos weren't there in the early days.
The farm is now o

-Carol
1 comment:
Was the school in site from his farm or on over/around that hill in the distance? What a hike! I love the fact that it is still in the family.
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