After my great-grandfather died, my grandfather moved into this circa 1803 Kentucky federal.
My grandfather died in this house at the age of 97 a few years ago...and then the house went to his second wife. When she died a couple of years later it went to her grandchildren. Many of us just hated to see our family "homeplace" leave the family line. The house was supposed to go to my mother...but that did not happen. :-)
I used to ride my horse in this field...and I have many memories on this farm... since I was a toddler. My great grandmother had a chicken house...and the one thing I have of hers is her egg basket.