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Memories Of Old Barns
Posted on July 3, 2012 by Gordon Milligan
This is a post from my farm blog at http://milligansganderhillfarm.wordpress.com/
A picture of my mother in front of my Aunt Bertha's barn that I played in as a kid.
Every farm needs a barn, if your farm has a old barn that was built before 1960, I envy you. Barns to me say farm, and they add a certain charm and romance to the place. As a kid growing up in the 50′s and 60′s there were lots of old barns still standing in Iowa, sadly alot of the those old barns are no longer there. I had two Aunts who had married farmers and I loved going to visit them on the farm, and what I remember most is playing in the old barns. All of us kids, the first thing would would do after getting hugged and kissed from our Aunt, we would head straight to the old barn to explore. We loved playing hide and seek in the hayloft with the smell of well made hay, it always seemed dark and cool there. One friend of my parents even had an old jute box in the hayloft of their barn were they had barn dances on occasion. We learned a lot on those visits to the farm, we learned where eggs come from and we learned about sex, yes sex. There seemed to be lots of sex going on all the time in the barn yard and it was after one of our first visits my mother had to explain about the birds and the bees to us kids.
Part of My Aunts Bertha's Dairy Herd
So I have lots of great memories hanging around the old barns, and it is of these memories that started my dream of wanting to be a farmer. If you are lucky enough to have an old barn on your farm, I hope you take care of it, so it will be around for future generations
Posted on July 3, 2012 by Gordon Milligan
This is a post from my farm blog at http://milligansganderhillfarm.wordpress.com/
A picture of my mother in front of my Aunt Bertha's barn that I played in as a kid.
Every farm needs a barn, if your farm has a old barn that was built before 1960, I envy you. Barns to me say farm, and they add a certain charm and romance to the place. As a kid growing up in the 50′s and 60′s there were lots of old barns still standing in Iowa, sadly alot of the those old barns are no longer there. I had two Aunts who had married farmers and I loved going to visit them on the farm, and what I remember most is playing in the old barns. All of us kids, the first thing would would do after getting hugged and kissed from our Aunt, we would head straight to the old barn to explore. We loved playing hide and seek in the hayloft with the smell of well made hay, it always seemed dark and cool there. One friend of my parents even had an old jute box in the hayloft of their barn were they had barn dances on occasion. We learned a lot on those visits to the farm, we learned where eggs come from and we learned about sex, yes sex. There seemed to be lots of sex going on all the time in the barn yard and it was after one of our first visits my mother had to explain about the birds and the bees to us kids.
Part of My Aunts Bertha's Dairy Herd
So I have lots of great memories hanging around the old barns, and it is of these memories that started my dream of wanting to be a farmer. If you are lucky enough to have an old barn on your farm, I hope you take care of it, so it will be around for future generations