Today was a visit from Mom and Dad and we then went to Eleanor May’s house in Bridgeville. Eleanor is Dad’s cousin, which makes her my second cousin? (something to research on the web). Dad was interested in jogging his memory, particulary about the barn in the picture. At least he thinks thats the barn he remembers. He seemed to be obsessed with this barn. I think there might have been some important childhood memory associated with the barn that he doesn’t want to discuss.