Trip Down Dad’s Memory Lane

Last weekend, my parents came down to visit. It happened to be on Mother’s Day weekend, and when asked if she was sad to not be spending it with the majority of her kids in KC, she replied, “Oh yeah. I didn’t realize it was this weekend.”


One item on our agenda was to scope out where my grandparents (my father’s parents) grew up. My dad visited his mom’s family once a year on and off and had fond memories.

So we piled into the car and. off. we. went. ..just a spoon full of sugar helps the medicine go down

One thing my dad brought up was the artesian well near his grandparent’s property, which had never stopped gushing out water when he was kid. We weaved our way down some dirt roads and finally found it, on (no joke) Artesian Well Road.


We later found out that my great-great grandparents owned a store right near this water source, if not practically right on top of it. At one time, there was also a plaque stating that this was a stagecoach stop!

Just past this well is a creek in which dad used to play. When we drove up to it, there were still kids playing in it, which was a nice touch, I thought.

Then we headed back towards the properties.

First, looking to the south to Tater Hill and John Koch’s house.

As we parked, we heard some birds chirping on the wire fence.

So mom brought out their trusty bird book and we actually found it and listed to its song!

I’m one for 235 on the good gift scale. Not bad.

We spotted Uncle Abe and Aunt Sophie’s home and pulled up in front of it.

Dad started pointing out what the different buildings behind the house were for, what had changed, what hadn’t, etc. Then we noticed a man standing out in the lawn.

He didn’t look too happy watching us stare at this property.

So dad decided to pull in and talk to him.

Turns out the home is still owned by Abe and Sophie’s son (Dennis) and this couple is renting from him. They said they had Dennis’ number in their cell and asked if we’d like to talk to him.

This is Dad’s cousin. Yes, we’ll talk to him!

While Dennis was being called, the other guy showed us his timberwolf. No really. A full timberwolf.

I stayed back.

Dennis happened to be in the area and swung by the property. Dad and him shook hands exclaiming how old each had gotten. It was great. He was the one who told us about the store near the well.

They reminisced and described what had changed.

The barn from which they’d gather eggs is still there as well as the building where they’d milked the cows.

The field is there with cows (and donkeys) running amok. Did you know that donkey’s are used to keep away coyotes?

Neither did I.

After we left, we stopped by the old cemetery and found some gravestones. This will help me in my quest. Oh lordie, a couple nights ago, I travelled a few hundred years back into time into the land of Luxembourg, Germany. It was fantastic. Love that site.

Dennis also told us that the house where Dad’s mom grew up in was still standing. Even dad didn’t know about that. We got directions and headed straight there.

Don’t you just love it? Yes, there’s a piece of furniture on the balcony and a stove on front porch, but come on!

I’m just picturing little Gerdie running around with her blonde ringlets and wishing it were up for sale. I want it back.

But for now, I’ll be content with looking at the photos and imagining.

3 comments on “Trip Down Dad’s Memory Lane

  1. amy says:

    loooove it. please email me all the pics.

  2. Becky says:

    How cool is that?

  3. P. W. says:

    In my defense, I was worried we had interfered with the Collier boys’ plans. BUT I did have a lovely time.

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