Dont get back to visit as often as I'd like.
Except for the original part of the barn, most everything on the farm was built by us. When you grow up on a farm, with little money, you learned to do it all. That is probably why I'm an engineer today. My parents never had the chance to go to college, but all of my brothers and sisters did, most of us with advanced degrees. There was an existing old house that we lived in until 1963, when we finished building our "new" house that had indoor plumbing. More on that in another edition.
The garage was built in the late 40's or early 50's, I'll have to ask.
1955 picture of Dad and the deer he got, and my Mom's Dad in the garage.

Later an addition was added to the left side, with 2 stanchions used for milking and another stall where we kept pigs at times. Don't think I have a picture of the inside, and right now it's full of hay bales. When I was young we had a milk cow named Brownie that supplied all our milk. We never got another milk cow after it, and we started buying milk when I was probably 12 or so. Growing up on real milk, store bought milk was like water. Now it's the other way around, real milk is so thick I can't drink it. There used to not be a pole in front of the garage, and we had a basketball hoop there. The gravel area in front was our basketball court, and me and my brothers played a lot of basketball.
Put this one in because it is cute.
Pretty soon, this is what it will look like. Dad was plowing snow, so the cows came to watch. When dad is out there, the cows come running to him.
Another view of the garage, with the barn in the far background.
