Well, here it is a few days later, and Donna was talking to my brother Harold today, and just as I suspected would happen, the old barn is down to the ground. People are grabbing that old stinky barn wood, and you know something? I'm not even interested at looking at the place where it used to be. If someone years ago had taken care of the roof, it would still be a good place for cattle to be in. But, time goes on, and sometimes a barn costs more on taxes than folks think its worth so down they go.

One of the saddest things I see as I have traveled across the midwest is a silent silo standing out in a field. I call them the "Silent Sentinels", they are out braving the weather, having proudly served their masters over the years, and now just stand abandoned. This is sort of the way I felt about all the roofless homes and churches in Ireland. Once proud people lived in them, and then were forced out during the famine and "before" by greedy landlords, roofs burned or just left to deteriorate, SAD.

Not too much to do around here today, went next door to Laura's house and pulled a few more lath off the walls, swept up the living room floor & kitchen floor and then came home. Took a shower to get the dust off me, and then this afternoon, sat in the shade and peeled some apples from her tree and made apple sauce. mmmmm, rather tasty, if I may say so. I'm not a good cook, but I know how to peel apples, and from the looks of the tree, we'd better get out and buy lots of sugar & cinnamon, as I think I'll need some. wonder if this program has spell check on it, find myself digging into the dictionary to see if I've spelled something right.

Have just about finished with Laura's raspberries, they got scorched last couple of weeks, and I just couldn't see pouring water on them, when we had already made many jars of jam from the early pickings. They are so delicious when they appear on my toast.

My neighbor's (in the Bonebrake house) are about ready to put some paint on their home, will be anxious to see what colors they have chose. We get a kick out of the painters, as they are very relaxed, and we often see them laying around under a tree eating or drinking pop. They had a big job as the paint on the window sills was badly cracked and peeling, so they spent more time preping it than it will take to paint. They are a neat couple and plan on tieing the knot in August, and I just think we may be there to help them celebrate, if we get back from Iowa in time.

Well, think this is it for tonight. Will try and add more family history next time I publish again.