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The old red barn

When I was a youngster, one of my favorite places to play on a cold winter day was my Uncle Joe and Aunt Anna’s weathered red barn. Uncle Bernie had one too and it was also a must stop when we went to see our cousins.
This warm, cluttered sanctuary served up a smorgasbord of playing opportunities. It was also a relaxing place, especially if it was raining or snowing outside and the weather was too bad to work. During winter, time usually wasn’t as pressing as it was during fall or spring planting, wheat harvest, haying or ...


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