Here is a view of the farm on Yellow Creek near Waterside, Pennsylvania. My dad was not born here, but spent most of his boyhood years until he was 17. My Grandfather received recognition for the quality of the milk they produced and Grandmother must have been quite busy taking care of the family.
Although the farming was done with horses and mules, Grandfather had a 1926 truck with a bed set up with benches and he made the trip to school everyday to take his and the neighbor kids to nearby New Enterprise for school. Dad’s oldest brother went off to college and came back to teach at that school, meanwhile becoming an excellent farmer in his own right. He became the prinicpal for a short time, but is most remembered for his tenure as the football coach. In that capacity, he was my father’s coach, as well as that of his two brothers.
These Pennsylvania farms produce more than just milk and hay.