I was raised in a multi-generational homestead, on a 200 acre dairy farm. My adoptive mother's parents lived with us; gram and gramps, mom and dad, brother, sister, and me. Three generations.
And everybody got along fabulously. It was a huge, three-story house with four bedrooms; mom and dad's bedroom covered the whole front of the second floor. Sister had the middle bedroom; gram and gramp had the back corner bedroom. By the time I got big enough to room alone, brother was in the Armed Services; so I got the little back bedroom. Grandma did the cooking; momma did the baking. They both did the washing and ironing. Gramp and daddy did the farming. I miss those days. I miss the animals; I miss my horse.
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