Three generations -- father, son, and grandson -- milked cows, stabled horses, and stored hay in this barn. Deprived of its purpose, it now stands empty. It was once a noble barn, both strong and sturdy, giving protection and comfort to those it served.
From the cooling house, milk was driven by wagon in winter or truck in summer to the Meadow Gold Milk Plant. There are no milk buckets or cooling equipment now.
Its joists and rafters speak of strength while its siding is fragile and decaying.
Once repaired yet now crumbling and in disrepair. It is abandoned.
The heart of this dairy farm was the milking parlour where friendly, gentle cows lowed and chewed as they gave their warm milk. Now, only debris litters the parlour.
This barn once stood on Strawberry Hill on Fredonia Road outside of Stoneboro, Pennsylvania. It's been torn down since these photos were taken. Sometimes I think that buildings have souls and that they offer support to those who care for and use them with wise stewardship. I spent only an hour or so in and around this barn, yet I felt a connection to it. Melancholy fills my soul today as I remember that this once proud, useful barn is gone.
William, Gust, and Lee Doyle were the father, son, and grandson -- the stewards -- who worked on and cared for this barn and farm. They, too, are gone.