In 1968 my family bought a 100 acre farm which had been a dairy farm since the early 1900's. It had a big old barn and silos with the cow stantions still in it. We discovered the old bottle dump and would excavate the glass bottles from the dirt and line them up on shelves in an old milk room. We had books that showed the value of each bottle. I had a Honda mini bike and rode a trail that followed the old road out to the back fields. There were three 5-6 acre fields and one large 20 acre field all separated by tracts of woods. One field had an old chevy dump truck that hunters have shot full of holes and it was full of bees. We had a swamp area, pine forest and hard wood areas. We would ride our mini bikes out to this old collapsed building in the woods. There was an old truck with its steering wheel sticking up through the roof and you were surrounded by the smell of old oil and gas. I love that smell of old oil to this day. i would set home made traps and make my rounds to check my traps. I had a pony and four pigs when I was 11. We had the best tree forts and would go out in the woods for hours and our parents had no idea where we were.
