Recently made a visit to my father's farm to pick up some more of my stuff that has been sitting in a shed there since 1994. I haven't been back there since my father's funeral July 26, 2005. since I hadn't been out there in three years, i was relieved to find that at least my shed was still standing if nothing else. But upon opening the door I realized I had suffered a few invasions of members of the order of mammals Rodentia. Ordinarily I am friends with members of this particular family but at times they do test my patience. I forgive them their little indiscretions while gritting my teeth and cursing under my breath. Thankfully overall the damage wasn't too severe.
The above picture is off my grandfather Fredrick Arthur Carlson's homestead house. The tin roof is obviously a new addition, my Uncle put it on so at least the building would remain standing for a few more years.
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