this weekend we said goodbye to the vogel farm, it has been bought by a young family from Belgium. my dad shared with us the history of the buildings and his fond memories of growing up there. his two brothers, ken and bill just sold the farm and are now enjoying the life of a retired farmer. it was fun to go back as an adult and remember all the memories. as kids we use to spend hours hanging out in the barns jumping off bales of hay, playing with the kittens that roamed the farm, and helped feed the baby calves. it's funny how it looked the same, but a lot smaller than i remember as a kid.
here's a little funny tidbit, my dad had 4 other siblings and when they were younger their mom gave them each a drawer in the kitchen. when we asked our dad what he kept in his, he said...you're not suppose to tell. :) anyway, what a nice mom to give up 5 drawers in the kitchen. (which was all the drawers)
there is a little picture of the youngest Belgium boy, Pipen, giving my dad a picture. he drew a picture of a combine harvesting the crops. he thought my dad might like to remember the farm that way. so cute!
here's a little funny tidbit, my dad had 4 other siblings and when they were younger their mom gave them each a drawer in the kitchen. when we asked our dad what he kept in his, he said...you're not suppose to tell. :) anyway, what a nice mom to give up 5 drawers in the kitchen. (which was all the drawers)
there is a little picture of the youngest Belgium boy, Pipen, giving my dad a picture. he drew a picture of a combine harvesting the crops. he thought my dad might like to remember the farm that way. so cute!
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