On the farm where my Dad was born and raised is an Old Barn.  This barn has been standin’ for many years, but is nearin’ a time where it needs some major repairs.  As a matter of fact on the East side it is fallin’ down, and under that barn is an old antique hay baler.  It is one of those stationary kind where you brought the hay to the baler, men stood along side it and balin’ wire was used to tie those bales.

Now, mind you, I don’t remember that baler at work.  I was pretty small when they quit usin’ it, for the more modern tractor pulled type that used windrowed hay in the field.  But, back to the Old Barn.

Dad has been wantin’ to get it back in shape.  At least better shape than what it is in, and some of our kids have decided to get together on October 20, and do some barn work.  The plans are to make a whole day of puttin’ this Old Barn back into a somewhat of a good shape.  This is all what I have been told, and been hearin’, and you know how things go sometimes.  As usual this will be as our Lord wills it.  We don’t know one day to the next what is going to happen.

If everythin’ goes accordin’ as planned this will be like a modern day Barn Raisin’, but just  usin’ old barn parts.  You see, we’re going to use the old wood from another old barn on Dad’s place that has already fell in.  The “Fell in” barn is on the place where I grew up, and where my brother, Steve, and his wife now live.  We used to put a lot of hay in that “Fell in” barn.  But no more.

If Sarah L. hasn’t got the invites sent out yet, any of my kids readin’ this; here is your invite.  If you can and are able come on up or down or over and join in.  I even think we’re goin’ to do some BBQn’.  It’ll be a great time, and another family get together.  Oh, and by the way; anybody tryin’ to make off with that ol’ baler just might be met by a double barrell twelve guage shotgun. :>)