09/28/2025
This one was a little tuff emotionally. My grandfather, for whom I’m named, made this tennis court in the mid 1950’s. He hired out for the site work but dug the court himself and got the clay out of the ground right here on the property. He enjoyed playing in it for about 35 years and raised up a family who can handle themselves pretty well on the tennis court. A session was not finished until the court was dragged, swept and rolled with a 300 pound cast iron roller and as soon as I was strong enough…around 10yrs of age, that was my detail. Anyhow, we’ve kept the forest from taking over for around 25 years now but this fall I decided to finally pull-up the tapes and just make the area mowable yard. Who knows, maybe the site of a future music festival!🦏❤️