Just a Thought or Two

I am not dreadfully mechanically gifted. I got by repairing farm machinery for 40 years on basic common sense, a lot of luck, and a large vo...

The front gate at the "Barracks Farm" circa 2025. The brick pilliars and the fence were there in the 1960s. The historical  marker...

  We moved to that hilltop farm northwest of Charlottesville, Virginia in November of 1955. Now, of course, I don’t remember that. I was o...