I have probably driven past this barn a million times since I was a little girl. As the title suggests, it’s on Green Ridge Road, also known as State Highway B. When the landmarks of childhood still stand, it’s heartwarming. Why? Makes me think back in time I suppose. But in my simple post, I hope you will be thoughtful on landmarks you remember from your own youth. Just a little mental prompt from me to you.
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