A trip back in time.
My weekend with Leone and my children meant a trip of about 250 miles but there was an amazing part of my childhood unchanged and is now on the National Register. I'm still a little emotionally overwhelmed to post about it but promise I will and link to it at a later date. A huge part of growing up unchanged since 1893. Sorry, the post will have to wait for a week or so but just imagine if you had been brought back to a building where you were in constantly and find it entirely unchanged and is just as it was in 1893. A hint, grandad's ledgers are still where he put them, his tools are untouched and all the machinery still works. Now the tears are rolling, don't know why.