We went with my grandfather-in-law to lay his sister to rest in the small town that he grew up in 80+ years ago. He said he went up and down these stairs at least twice a day during school time. It was a really neat school building.

He also took us to his childhood home, a 300+ acre farm. It was the last house down a 2-3 mile, one lane gravel road named after his mothers family. He told us about each home and which family members lived there when he was growing up. It was a very sad experience, yet one I wouldnt give up for the world.