The Gourmet Farm Girl’s memories…
This is a picture of the Church and School where my grandpa went to school as did many of my ancestors. It was the foundation of the community. This German Methodist Church was where community meetings were held as well as funeral services.
These structures stood empty for many years before being destroyed. My best childhood friend and I played in them and often sat and pondered over what it must have been like all those years ago in that little one room school.
They are now long gone but the cemetery in which most of my ancestors are buried sits behind where these significant structures once stood, and is reminder of what was and who we are because of it.
These structures stood empty for many years before being destroyed. My best childhood friend and I played in them and often sat and pondered over what it must have been like all those years ago in that little one room school.
They are now long gone but the cemetery in which most of my ancestors are buried sits behind where these significant structures once stood, and is reminder of what was and who we are because of it.