The Farm – Part II
I really do like that photograph. Here are a few more from our Thanksgiving stay…
Yet another corner of the expansive place. Couldn’t tell you exactly where this is. Cute Redhead could though.
Alright, I admit it…the filter on this photograph makes it look a little like something out of Willy Wonka. Sue me.
“Auntie Em!” (ha ha could resist). I do like this one a lot, though…very brooding.
There are more old antiques and treasures than you’d believe in this place. Had to get one of the saddle I found.
That’s Old Tom Trail and runs directly in front of the farm house.
Okay, this field I know. I know it because it’s right next to the farm house.
This is where the ax murderer tore the screen and came in to kill us all.
(kidding)
Ew.
That’s all from that trip, folks :)
















What a treasure to have in one’s family; an echo of Palladio come deep into the American wilderness.
May it continue as so for another hundred years.
I stumbled on this Googling for pictures of Kees Motor Company back in the day. I grew up in Brookhaven and spent a lot of fun times as a Girl Scout at that farm. My father worked for Kees Motor Company for skatey-eight years. Thank you posting these wonderful photos, they brought back fond memories.
Well, welcome! I’m glad you found them! I’ll tell Jane Elizabeth about your comment — but whom shall I say your father is? :)
Sam Carruth. Jane Elizabeth is probably a bit too young to remember him. He passed away in 1998, age 83.
One more thing — that old truck — do you happen to know if it was once the company’s wrecker?
I’ll be sure and mention the name to JE. I’ll bet she remembers him; she seems to remember everyone from Brookhaven.
And, yes, I believe that’s the company’s wrecker. I’ve other photographs where you can see the name painted on the side and would be happy to pass them along.
Oh, thank you! I would love that! I’m working on a slide show of Ole Time Ole Brook and want to include whatever iconic items I can find and that old wrecker was certainly one of them. JE’s father’s old green Jeep was another one. Since I live in New York, I’m having to rely on the web and Google. It’s turned into a real labor of love.
Thank you, Todd!