Awa' wi' fame and fortune, what comfort can it gie?
And a' the airts that prey upon man's life and liberty
Gie me the highest joy that the heart o' man can frame
My bonnie, bonnie lassie when the kye come hame
--"When The Kye Come Hame" (Traditional)
And a' the airts that prey upon man's life and liberty
Gie me the highest joy that the heart o' man can frame
My bonnie, bonnie lassie when the kye come hame
--"When The Kye Come Hame" (Traditional)
It was fifty years ago today that Pop Pop and Mom Mom signed the papers and officially purchased the farmhouse and lands in Carroll County.
From my dad's recollections:
From my dad's recollections:
"May 1963, Mom & Dad finalize plans to purchase a dairy farm in Carroll County.
Finishing the sixth grade at South Shore Elementary, having studied farming that spring, I knew there was lots of work to do in farm life. My brothers and sisters thought that it would be nice to live on a farm. Mom & Dad nurtured this idea by telling them the good things about moving to a farm. I was very skeptical, telling Bob & Jerry there would be lots of work every day. Milking cows early in the morning was much different than the great kids' life we experienced living right on the Severn River. Our own private beach, swimming area, speed boat, fishing and crabbing, and public beach very close by. My brothers and sisters enjoyed a wonderful life style that would soon change dramatically. Playing little league baseball for the final time, my season's end was cut short due to moving to the farm in late June 1963. I missed playing in the all-star game at third base. I was twelve.
We went to the farm on a couple of weekends before the final move to get an idea on actually how to properly milk the cows. The old farmer and his wife and sister did all the work, his name was Louis Shulley. I think they could sense early on that this was going to be a big cultural change for us kids. They probably laughed at us knowing we were not accustomed to hard, physical work. They were right. Immediately right off the bat, Dad had to literally pull Bob, me and Jerry out of our beds at 4:30 AM to milk the cows. It wasn't long later that Steve joined the fun.
During those years, we didn't think at all about what God's plan was for us, in our lives at that time. Many years later, I think all of us now understand and appreciate Mom & Dad's plan for their children. The country was in turmoil over civil rights and the Vietnam War. The discipline of farm work kept us too busy to get involved in many other things that could have been bad for us. We managed to create our world of getting into mischief. Of course, Bob was the leader in this department. (That's a joke, Bob.) Aside from Bob's propensity for unusual parking (truck down bridge embankment), John's breaking a new tractor in half, Jerry's joy of riding the rear wheel of a tractor, Steve's thirst for gasoline, Diane & Joanne's complicity in the death of a poor innocent rooster. Mike was too young to get into trouble. In spite of it all, we turned out OK."
Below are some of the documents from when Pop Pop & Mom Mom purchased the farm. I omitted some of the more legal-ese ones.
A few months back, when I came across these papers and sent copies to Dad, his first comment was, "The heifer was Grace!"
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