In approximately 1936 my parents completed the purchase of their first farm, located across a creek from where we lived on the rented Tyre farm. By traveling the roads, it was about three quarters of a mile from my grandparent’s farm, the Miller Farm.
I remember my parents were so happy to finally have their own farm. It was what was referred to in those days as a two-horse farm which means that it normally would take two horses working in order to fulfill or meet the work needs of plowing and tilling the soil of the farm. This farm was located in an open community which was surrounded by creeks, streams, and wetlands. There were approximately 15 other families with farms all living within this open community area. This constituted what we today refer to as a “community,” but not often found today. Several of these families had young children near the ages of my sisters and I, and who became great playmates for us. Some of the family names were Davises, Robersons, Rogers, among other families. The Davis families were large and many of them were musicians which became a source for entertainment within the community as well as for people in other places in the nearby communities. Some of the Davis family members formed musical groups and would play music in other communities all around Wayne County.
My parent’s tillable farm land was surrounded on the East side by woods which included a small creek that ran through the surrounding woods and into a small river. There was also a heavily wooded area on the South side of the acreage with the open community area on the West and North sides of the property. So our farm backed up to forests and the creek.
Access to our farm, and to our home, was through two different roads. One was a one-half-mile potted, dirt access road (called a lane) that came off the main road that is today identified and called the “Miller Road.” In those days, the Miller road was not paved. The soil leading in this way was sandy with pot holes which, during the rainy periods, filled with water. This made it difficult for us children as we had to walk this road to catch our school bus. Despite this road condition, it was the “main thoroughfare” to get to and from the farm.
The other road passed in front of the house. It continued to the other lane leading from the house around the fields and by Mr. Lonnie Davis’ house to another larger unpaved road. This lane led toward the woods where it forked, one fork going into the swamp, the other passing by Mr. Lonnie Davis’ farm and dead-ending at the Roger’s farm. There was no other access to and from the farm except to walk across the fields or by use of these roads. One can visualize that the farm “sat back” from most of the other farms in the community where it had a quiet and peaceful setting with a gorgeous westerly view allowing us to watch the golden sun set in the late afternoon.