The Changelog

First, a random amusing pattern: If you follow my family tree up, once you get back to the 1800s, you'll see several generations in a row in which people alternated names between B. H. Friesen and H. B. Friesen. The pattern finally broke when D. B. Friesen was born in 1891. This was back in the day when people were often called by their initials. (The initials stood for Heinrich Bernhard, by the way.)

Now then...

Frequent readers of this blog know that Terah and I purchased the place my grandparents owned (where my dad grew up).

The part I haven't mentioned is that my parents did the same thing -- my great grandparents owned the farm that my parents bought after they got married. My dad's mother grew up there.

My parents had an old farmhouse on their property, too. They opted to build a new house -- the old house made a nice home for rats, but not such a great home for people by that time. But that doesn't mean that the old house got torn down.

Nope, they had it moved to a museum, where a group of volunteers restored it.

Terah and I went to visit the 1911 Friesen House at the Mennonite Heritage Museum in Goessel a couple of weeks ago to get some decorating ideas for the house we're renovating. I'm going to get some more photos this weekend -- it's THRESHING DAYS again at the museum! Cliff, there's still time to drive down to Kansas! (Here's a partial schedule)

Terah liked the idea of buying the farm. But I don't think she'll go for restarting the other family tradition.... (well, I wouldn't, either, but it is funny...)

So I will end this post with a small collection of photos from Threshing Days 2004 (click the link).

Here's the usual sample: