Grandpa's whole life was a prayer. He was always slow to criticize and quick to encourage .He worked selflessly always to provide for his family. Even after his four children married he gave them a side of beef every six months. Maple syrup in the spring. Sweet corn in the summer. Pumpkins, bushels of apples, and jugs of apple cider in the fall.
Ninety two year old DMIL is very ill and I have a feeling the old place won't be in the family long. None of the children or grandchildren are interested in farming. I hope who ever buys it will keep it up. But the house is small by today's standards in the US. Someone is likely to tear it down and build a McMansion.
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I hope too that it's not torn down.
That is exactly what happened to my FIL's farm. It was subdivided and a lot of Prairie Palaces were built on the old dairy farm.
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