Family farm

Family farm

When war found Esteli, my wife's family packed up and went north east, to their farm that overlooks the city. They told the kids, "You can choose one toy to bring." They drove up there and lived in the farm house for a while.

None of their property was ever confiscated, thank God. They spent some time in Costa Rica before some of them came to the United States. Fortunately for me, they settled in Jacksonville.

Over the intervening years, the house went into disrepair, and her grandfather passed away ten years ago, when I took these pictures. Her grandmother, who never left Esteli, does what she can with it. The farm produces milk and vegetable crops.

When her grandmother passes away, my mother-in-law and her numerous sisters inherit it.

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LR

Do I see the the rear of an older land rover in the back. Could it be the Flying kind?

Je je

We almost bought it and shipped it to Jacksonville, but it needed so much "restoration" it wasn't worth it. It's since been sold :-( The right door is still in abuelita's garage, though. If it weren't a glob of rust, I'd bring it home as a piece of art to go with my corroded airplane elevator.