I love this picture above Grandpa's bed. I never noticed it until now.
My great Grandma and Grandpa
My great Grandpa's headstone, we had to dig around to find it. This little cemetery has not been taken care of. We hope to bury Grandma beside them.
Great Grandma's headstone. I was named after her. Hence the Hannah ADAMS Johnson.
My Aunt was named after her.
Not sure how we are related but we are.
Yep we are related too.
And some more of them relatives
He owned the Croswell store, if you lived in Farmington you knew of the Croswell store.
This was the Croswell store. My Aunt told us the robbery story. I guess even back then there was an alarm that hooked up to the house 2 doors down. My great Grandpa and Grandpa were asleep when the alarm went off. They ran out in their underwear and chased after them. One of the burglars got a butt full of buckshot. One was caught and the one with a butt full of buckshot was apprehended when he went to the hospital for treatment. My great Grandfather, I guess had to go to the station to ID him and ended up shaking the hand of the man he shot.
An interesting abandoned shop across the street.
My Great Grandparents house. Mom had many memories of it.
YUM DUNKIN DONUTS
Ahh the elegance of a cup of Dunkin Donuts cappuccino.
Grandma's vanity
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