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Mom and Dad lived in the farmhouse that you see in these pictures when I was born. We lived there for the first two years of my life before moving east about a 1/2 km up Bentley Lane. Construction was started on the farmhouse before the Revolutionary War. Many years later a garage was added to the farmhouse, protruding in a box-like formation off of the eastern side. It wasn't architecturally beautiful, nor was it very functional. Hans decided that it was time that the garage meet its end.