Back in the 1970s, one of my favorite television shows was “The Waltons.” The fictional Walton family was a large, loving family who lived in a fictional mountain town in rural Virginia. The show was set during the time of 1933-1944, a time when my mother would have been growing up on her parents farm in what was then, rural St. Charles County. I remember Grandpa had a barn that was full of smells, some good and some bad. He kept his cows in there and that was the only inside place the cats were allowed to be. It had a hayloft that my boy cousins loved to jump out but I don’t think I ever got the nerve to do it. Yesterday, while we were out on the motorcycle, we passed this barn and I snapped this picture. Brings back memories.