Pretty Old Place

     Been feeling bummy all day long, so I been napping on my right side to get rid of the upset stomach. More or less another "Funk" had been brought home from school.  My mom taught me if you lie still on your right side, the upset stomach will subside.  It always works, as long as I stay put.  My head was bothering me too and if I am not careful with it, I can get sick real quick.  Anyway, as I was napping, I got thinking about how I was looking up my dad's ancestry as he and I were debating on whether or not he had Irish in him.    The kids and I went over and had our yearly Irish dinner.  My sister and her son was over.  My nephew is something else, he has a talent of intimating characters from movies and is real good at it.  Perfect for him as he is taking Audio-Visual at Columbus State.  One of his favorite character is  the new "Batman" with the famous saying "We don't wear the mask to had our identity, we wear the mask to protect the ones we love."   This gets a roar of laughter in the room.
     As I was saying, dad insisted that he didn't have Irish in him.  I asked "What about The Name Price?" he shot back "Does That Sound Irish To You?...its German" as a matter of fact, it did sound Irish to me and normally I don't dispute dad's claim, but my sister said once that he had Irish in him.  I felt sorta embarrassed about asking the question and said simply to him "Well on St Patrick's Day, Everyone is Irish."
     I got thinking about it and decided to look up the  "Price" name origin on Ancestry. Com and too my surprise, "Price" was found in Whales and in Ireland.  No where was it to be said in Germany, but who knows.  My family has roots in several different places here in the states, Indiana, New York and of course Ohio.
     On my mother's side, its English as my Great Grandmother Havens came over from England as a little girl with the name Marston, she married a Havens, but I am not sure where my Great-Grandfather was from.
     On the family farm, the barn he and my grandpa built still stands, so doesn't a barn down the road from my parent's house, that he built.  About two years ago, the house my Great-Grandpa Havens built and eventually died in was torn down.  The home on "Glenn" road was owned by The Glenn family at one time after my Great-Grandpa Havens passed. Very few places still remain that he built to remind me of his life.  I never knew him, so its nice to look at those old barns and know that my grandfathers built them.
     I found a picture that Mr. Anthony, from  I'M Blogin  shared about five months back and I wanted to tell him what a pretty home his family has.  I really love how its landscaped around it.  There is something about those old homes.  My grandparents old place still sits across from my parents house as a reminder of the once "Farm" that connected the two places together and the memories of my childhood remain. All of it came to a crashing end in 1987, when my grandpa died, and the farm was split up.  The house was sold out of the family.
      It was very difficult to take because our lives were spent there as my grandpa once called it "The Old Farm".
      Its so nice that Sir Anthony has that "Old House" because it means so much to him. Not many places get to stay in the family.  They get lost in estate sales because, nobody wants them, mainly because they have places of there own or can't afford to keep them.  Regardless, the love within the walls of these places still remain and that is what makes it "Truly Home"  No matter what size it is, or what condition it may be in.
      I just wanted to tell that special someone in Amesbury, that I haven't forgotten and what a beautiful place it is because it is so filled with love there....He lives there, so it must be so!
      Love You

Pretty Place in Massachusetts