This old barn and blooming foliage caught my eye a few days ago. I pulled over just to get a few pictures when this old farmer approached me. I explained to him I only wanted a picture or two of his barn and I would be on my way. He told me if I had the time he would give me a short history of the farm and barn. Come to find out his Great-Grandfather had built it to house tobacco and mules back in 1910. The cost of the barn was $375 which had been borrowed from the bank. No papers were signed between the bank and his Great-Grandfather only a handshake. The dogwood planted behind the barn had been placed there when his son returned home from Viet Nam in 1970 so he could be buried in Arlington National Cemetery. The family was too poor at the time to travel that distance for the funeral. So, they planted the tree in memorial.
He went on for about another half-hour talking about what a fine set of mules, dogs, horses and goats had lived and died in that barn over the years. How to cure tobacco and how he misses the smell of hanging tobacco. Suddenly I realized I needed to get back to work. So I shook his hand and said "Thanks" and he invited me to come back and hear more if I like. I'm sure I'll ease back by there again.