Now to document some family history:
The Merc. The Grass Valley Merc. The epicenter of Koosharem.
Where my Grandpa Bagley grew up. I remember roller skating in the basement and eating grasshopper cookies here when I was little.
Another family home.
Where my mom would swing from the rafters as a little girl. I wish I could grow up again and be her best friend.
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This is the best post! I love the 200 acres (jealous, but that's also a LOT of work). And the pictures of your family's homes, such a good idea. My dad took us up to Idaho Falls where he grew up, and he kept pointing to places - "This is where I went to Jr. High," "This is where Kenny tried a cigarette" (he was the only one of his friends that never drank nor smoked). I wished I had a video camera to record it all. Oh, and I also love the cake. Maybe it takes a beautiful outdoor wedding to do a small cake. I thought mine was small - 3 layers, but I love this. And that reminds me - our top layer is STILL in my parent's freezer three years later. On our anniversary we were out with APX, and we've just forgotten. Should we eat it? There. My comment is longer than your whole post. And that was funny you guys went without food. We never really did that, but there were things I never bought (tomatoes in the winter - and that was a sacrifice).
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