Going Home
As some of you may recall, I went to my former home in late May. It was sad to see the farm where I grew up in such disrepair. I wrote a piece for my writing class about my visit and put together a picture of how I remember the farm. I wrote a letter to the present owner (Daughter of the Man who owned it when I grew up there) telling her about my joy growing up on the farm and the good fortune we had to live there. I included a picture of the farm as it was then. Janet wrote back to me expressing her thanks for the letter and picture. She said she was going to frame the picture. She also talked about how lucky her dad was to have found my hard-working parents to be custodians of the farm.
For a poor kid…
