This farm belonged to my Grandparents. I spent countless hours walking the hills with my dad. I discovered you don't swallow chew tobacco, nettles hurt, poison ivy is horrible, laughter, sadness, love, and the funniest stories of life on the farm you've a ever heard. After the death of my grandma, the land was sold and the house tore down. The barn had fallen some years after 1981. The new owner lost the land and 86 acres was purchased by Washtenaw county and was developed in to Sharon Short Hills, a stunning land preserve for everyone to enjoy.