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Sunday, May 13th, 2007

Greene

My brother Bill and I flew to Syracuse, NY together Wednesday the 9th of May. We traveled all around the Empire States upper portions. We ended up in the fine town of Greene, NY for a memorial service for our late mother and a long overdue visit with our fine aunts, uncles, cousins and friends scattered about in the verdant hills of upstate New York’s dairy country. Pictured above is a photo I took of our family’s farm house, situated on the side of Route 12. Our aunt Fran turned us on to a history book that explained the houses origins. Established in the 1830′s, the house served as a tavern and a small pox hospital before our mother and her four siblings had the good fortune of being raised in it. What a wonderful thing it is to connect with the past.

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  • brian

    Whisper house.

  • Jack Butler

    I slept in that house many times in years gone
    by. It was so close to the highway that the
    big rigs made it rattle as they passed by.

    Many memories…

    Dad

  • Beth Capra

    As a young boy, my Dad, Ed Capra, learned to ski on the hill behind this house…actually, as I understand it, he pointed the skis downhill and stopped by crashing against the nearest cow pile! Inspired to ski by our late Uncle Carl (now with Cathy and always in our hearts and minds), later in life, Dad moved our family out West to enjoy the Rocky Mountains…
    We still have the beloved wooden skis out here with us in Colorado… a piece of the past we cherish!
    If only the Capra barn were still there…but alas, lost to fire a number of years ago.
    Beth

  • Jeff Capra

    How many times did we travel to upstate NY from Pennsylvania for Labor Day to see the “hose fights” in downtown Greene? Pure small town America. I can still smell the venison on the grill and see the cows on the hill wandering down to be milked. The kids from suburbia got a lesson in country….

  • Mary Capra

    I married one of the Capra boys, Ed, who lived part of his youth in this house and helped with dairy farming, including the milking before and after school. I, a city girl, had much to learn and love about country life. Oh, if this house could talk, the tales it could tell!

  • Bill Butler

    It was great fun, the Capra farm house blew me away. Aunt Mary, trust me, the house still has plenty to say.

    Marty and I stayed up late on the final night at the farm drinking beer and talking politics with cousins Tim and Tony Capra. Aunt Fran was also awake, catching up with her boys and making sure the grandkids were comfortable. After an hour or two of “intense” political debate our solution to the world’s problems was a 2 AM grub session in the kitchen. As I looked around at the situation it felt like home.