The farm house was gone long ago, lifted on beams and towed off to some other lot. The barn is next. They're disassembling it now, day by day, board by board. When the last red rib of this empty rib cage is taken down, they'll dig up the land, cover it with cement, and when it's all done, they will have replaced the old homestead with rows of storage for all our extra stuff. Amen.