Abraham E LaBonte published an article on WordPress.

I took a walk through my Grandpa’s barn yesterday. I made sure I was alone so that I could remember all the things I wanted to remember. So I could hear the creaking boards and smell that musty straw and hay all mixed with horse hair and leather harnesses and cobweb dust. So I could remember what was and honor what remains, and there is so much. [ 456 more words ]