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For the second time since we have been together, Grant and I have decided to go to my sister's house in North Carolina for Christmas. Grant thought that we should at least alternate between Chicago and North Carolina, so this year it is Carolina's turn. We flew to Greensboro and rented a car there, and by the afternoon we had arrived at my sister's house.
To get to my sister's, we left the airport and headed east on I-40 and I-85 to the usual exit for Elon, North Carolina. My sister lives about five miles northwest of the university town.
I want to show where, exactly, my sister is, but the difficulty I have is that between our visit this Christmas and the time at which I am writing this online narrative (early 2017), a lot has changed, physically, in Elon, Burlington and North Carolina, with the result that the way one gets to my sister's farm today is much different than it was at Christmas, 1986.
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So just off the exit from the Interstate, you have to double back on Garden Road which actually goes northwest more towards Elon (blue route). It connects to South Williamson Avenue, which you take north, across US Highway 70, through the center of Elon and out to the north, eventually angling off to the northwest.
In the first decade of the 21st century, development south of Elon and Gibsonville led to a huge new shopping area along I-85, and so a new exit was constructed for access to the expressway. At the same time, a bypass was built around Elon, so that so much traffic wouldn't be going right through the center of town and right through the campus. So now, to get to the side of Elon on which my sister lives, you can get off I-85 at that new exit, and take the much-faster bypass around to her side of the college town (green route).
Anyway, once you get to the north side of Elon, my sister's farm is about three miles to the northwest, off Elon-Ossipee Road.
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Judy and Bob bought the land and then built a house on it; the only structure they kept when they bought the property was the old red country barn down by the road. That's where the other residents of Greyfield Farms, as Judy has begun to call it, reside; those would be my sister's horses.
There's an aerial view of my sister's property at left, but of course it doesn't show the farm as it looked this year. The biggest change between then and now (as I write this) was the construction of a new, modern, cement-floored barn up near the house, to take the place of the vintage dirt-floored old one.
I always like visiting my sister and Bob (and the kids, of course), not least because it is a chance for me to get out of my city environment and into a more pastoral one. It's good for the soul. And although there are no boats anywhere nearby, I think Grant thoroughly enjoys coming here, too.
Of course I brought my camera, and during our stay had an opportunity to take some candid pictures as we messed around outside with Judy's horses.
On Lowe Road in front of Judy's farm, she is driving a carriage and she and Bob have fixed up for one of the horses to pull. |
Judy and I in the Carriage |
Grant has really taken to Judy and Mom, and they have really taken to him, especially my Mother, who thinks Grant is just great. Bob seems a little uncomfortable with our relationship (although I may be being unfair to him), Judy thinks its great, and it seems as if Ted and Jeffie could care less one way or the other (probably because I am positive that at their age they have already met a number of gay kids their age).
Judy and Grant Riding in the Carriage |
Here is Judy driving the carriage. That is Lowe road, right in front of their farm, and Hubert Lowe's nursery operation across the street. Grant is just getting in the carriage. |
Grant really liked seeing my family, as relations within his are somewhat strained, what with all the stuff that went on with his father and himself about his mother and her death. They seem nice enough when I see them, but I am sure that for Grant it is a case of their being nice for "company," when in private things are much different.
This is my niece Jennifer riding one of the two ponies that reside at Greyfield Farms. Judy's property is behind Jeffie in the picture. |
Here I am sitting astride the pony. I thought I was much too heavy for it to try to carry me, so I just sat there while Grant took a picture. |
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That doesn't cause any particular problem, as I think she still carries her weight in taking care of them. Here is Jennifer with the pony.
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At left, Judy said that the pony could carry me quite OK, so Jennifer goosed it along and stepped out of the picture so that Grant could get this shot.
Of course, we did all the Christmas things, and I went down to Charlotte to get my Mom and bring her up here. Judy did a great meal on Christmas, and generally we just hung out and Grant got to know my family better.
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