This 100 year old farmhouse was for sale when I moved in here. It is right next to my land and has a beautiful four way view, mature shade trees and sits on one of the prettiest spots in Brookfield. I begged my successful son to buy it as an investment and let me live in it until I could get my own house built. He flew out from Las Vegas to look it over, but didn't like the spongey beams in the basement. It sold for $55,000 to the Pig Farmer, who fixed the beams and is doing it up very nicely. Now I get to listen to the sound of baby piglets being shot in the head. I nearly froze to death over the winter in that trailer. I'm in the barn apt. now but still dream about that little house.
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