My friend Pat and I made a trip out to the farm between El Paso and Gridley, IL where I grew up, because my baby sister in Houston requested photos; I'm glad we were able to do that, although it's sad that every time I return, there is less to see.
I'm not sure why the wooden lapped siding of the house is missing in places. It could be the result of tornado damage.
This is the south face of the crib. Although we always called this the "corn crib," we used it for storage of both corn and oats. Yes, more evidence of tornado damage here.
I knew the sun was not in a good place, but I could not resist taking a photo of our grain silo. (At least this was not built with my mom's inheritance.)
I'm linking to a post that shows what the farm looked like in the summer of 2008
This little photo session was the beginning of a weekend of immense fun that included people I hadn't seen for years, including several I hadn't seen in decades--since we graduated from high school!