History

On the farm long ago, the fondest memories did grow…

…a little history

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While we were still considering buying this property I sat up nights on my iPad researching the property’s previous owners.  The history of old houses has always intrigued me, especially one that’s almost 100 years old.  This house was constructed in 1919-1920 so it’s 97 years old!  

During my late night online research I discovered an old plat map from a book dated 1916.  On this map the farm is in section #9 where it was labeled with the owner’s name “V. Vacinek”.  A small black dot indicates where the house was located on each parcel of land.  From this owner’s name I was able to find detailed information on the people who built this farm from the ground up. It is not clear when the land was first purchased. It would be interesting to find out, but that’s another day of searching, I suppose.  I found all the historical information about the Vacineks on Ancestry.com.  The Pine City Historical Society has some great archival records too. Maybe a trip there to look at physical books and records for information even further back in history? 

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1916 Plat Map

The first recorded owners where Czechoslovakian immigrants.  Vaclav (1851-1919) and Anna (1848-1921) immigrated in 1888 with their 5 children;  Vaclav Jr. (1878-1967), Albina (1879-1965),  Bessie (1880-1952), Vladimir (1882-1954) and Emelie (1884-1929).  

Vaclav Jr. is the name that appears on the plat map (section 9).  I noticed while looking at the map again today that a neighboring farm bears the name “Spinler”.  This is the maiden name of Vaclav Jr.’s future wife, Mary (1888-1964). He marries her in 1905 and they have 5 children of their own; Edward (1905-1933),  Fred (1907-1997), George (1910-1934), Henry (1912-1995),  and Emma (1917-1918).  Sadly, it appears Emma only lived a short time, less than a year.

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1920 – Vaclav and Mary

Henry goes on to own the farm with wife Helen. They have two children, Lois and Roger.  Roger grows up on the farm and eventually marries  a woman named Doris. They purchase the farm in 1958.  Roger and Doris have 3 children and raise them here until 1970 when the farm was sold to a non-family person for the first time in almost 100 years.

As if this weren’t all fascinating enough, we got an interesting visitor to our new farm just days after we arrived.  It was Roger!  Son of Henry and Helen Vacinek!  After all my searching, a real person who grew up here was standing in front of me.  We talked for a long time.  Roger told stories of being raised in this house and beautiful farm which he described with great detail.  He invited Keith and I to visit his present home in a nearby town.  We were shown his multiple greenhouses.  Each large greenhouse was big enough to walk through and each was  bursting with raspberry vines, tomatoes, peppers and flowers.  He invited us into his home and gave us one of the coolest things EVER.  It was an original aerial photograph of the farm as it was in 1958.  

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1958 – back of photo

Roger would later come to our farm warming party with his 3 grown children and sister Lois.  Lois brought MORE amazing pictures of the farm from when Henry was a young boy.  

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1920 – Vaclav, Mary, Edward, Fred, George and Henry

Roger’s grown kids recreated a picture taken in 1953 when the youngest of them was just an infant.  We all laughed and talked about their childhoods here. They were excited to get a look at the farm after all the renovations. They described all the changes that had been made to the farm since they lived here.  It was really exciting to hear all their stories from yester year.EPSON MFP image

Top Left:  view from front door of house, unknown who the children are.  Top right: same view from front door of house, unknown who people are.  Bottom Left:  Old pole shed.  Bottom Middle:  One of the only pics of the beautiful barn Henry built.  Bottom Right:  garage (and a dog).

The farm has gone through many hands.  It was left to grow over and even left vacant for a time.  Around 1998 there was a family room added on to the main house.  Also, major renovations were made to the main floor of the original farmhouse. The front screen porch was built in to be part of the actual house.  The pantry and kitchen went through a few changes too.  The pantry became a laundry room and the old basement steps below it were covered over and new steps were relocated off the kitchen.  The main floor bedroom from the old house layout was changed into a large master bathroom with a whirlpool tub.  

After all the time that’s passed, I’m sure this old place has seen many happy times and I’m sure its seen its sad times too.  We intend to make it happy once more. Our dream is to bring our newfound home back to a beautiful, operating farm.  A farm like the one in the pictures or at least our version of it.  It will be exciting to build, grow and create.  To see what the future holds for us and how OUR history will be looked back upon years from now.  

God Bless This Farm and all who live(d) here.

The Family

A Farm Hand Shake

My husband Keith on a bridge along a scenic atv trail near Danbury, WI
My husband Keith on a bridge along a scenic atv trail near Danbury, WI

Name: Keith

Age: 44

Keith grew up in Woodbury, MN.  His hobbies are hunting, atving, cooking, grilling and generally having fun outdoors.

Occupation:  General Sales Manager of a well-known commercial truck center. He works many long hours not to mention a 2 1/2 round trip drive each day.  Without him, none of his would be possible. We love you honey.

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Keith-2011
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Keith, all ready to hit the dusty ATV trails-2016
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Keith & Remmy, pheasant hunt-2016
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Elvis Chapel in Las Vegas, NV-2014
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Remmy, Keith, Andy pheasant hunt-2016

 


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Nancy, New Year’s Eve-2016

Name: Nancy

Age: 49

Nancy grew up in White Bear Lake, MN.  Her hobbies are cooking, arts and crafts, photography, sewing and animals of any kind.

Occupation: 20 year business owner of a home cleaning service, part-time hours only. My biggest job is taking care of my family and our new country home and farm.

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Elvis Chapel, Las Vegas, NV-2014
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American Country Music Awards, Las Vegas, NV-2016
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Mom & Amy-2012
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Andy & mom-2015

 


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Name: Amy

Age: 25

Amy grew up in White Bear Lake, MN. She uses her creativity in photography, art and everyday life. She loves spending time with boyfriend, Tanner. Also enjoys frisbee golf, fishing and camping.

Occupation: Amy is managing my home cleaning service.  She works very hard and will someday take over the business completely. In her spare time she makes extra money doing photography shoots for family and friends.

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Amy & Tanner-2016
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Keith, Amy, Nancy & Tanner=2016
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Nancy, Amy & Keith-New Vikings Football Stadium-2016
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Amy & Remmy-2016


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Name: Andy

Age: 18

Andy grew up in White Bear Lake, MN.  His hobbies are hunting, trapping, atving, online gaming.

Occupation: Works as an auto detailer for a commercial truck center. He is also our go-to guy for a lot of the heavier work on the farm.

Andy with Frank, our Ball Python-2017
Andy with Frank, our Ball Python-2017
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Andy & Remmy-2016
Andy & young jake turkey -2016
Andy & young jake turkey -2016

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Name: Tikka Boo

Age: 12

Breed: Siberian Husky

We found Tikka at a pet shop in Maplewood, MN, a little ball of fluff and energy. She’s an old dog now with a lotta spunk. The move from a small backyard to 3o acres has been fun but scary for her.  The heat, humidity and excitement of the move was a little too traumatic. She had a seizure from overheating the day we moved in. The vet said to keep her as cool as possible and manage her hip dysplasia that was worsening. We got her on the right track with a new hairdo, a supplement and some pain meds.

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Tikka – June 2016
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Tikka – June 2016
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Tikka meets Remington-2014
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Tikka & Remmy-2017

Name: Peep Peep

Age: 13

Breed: Domestic Long-Hair

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Peep Peep – January 2017

We adopted  Peep Peep from a litter of kittens that my niece, Heather’s boyfriend Jake had at his dad’s house.  Heather and Jake are now married and have children.  Peep Peep shows no clear sign of aging even with all her years! She is a little shy and can be unfriendly, but we still love her.

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Peep disappeared for 3 weeks when we moved to the farm. Then one day, she just came walking back through the field, no worse for the wear.


Name:  Lucy Loo

Age: 10

Breed:  Rat Terrier

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Lucy Loo – June 2016

Lucy was born on a farm somewhere in Wisconsin.  We adopted her when she was just a little pup through an old neighbor.  She is a spitfire who keeps up with the big dogs.  She has found those claws helpful on the farm for digging out animal holes and hunting in the ravine for chipmunks.  She is also very cuddly and will lay in any little patch of sun she can find. She is very skittish from loud noises and other scary things but found a liking for rides on the atv once we moved to the farm.

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Tikka, Lucy, Remington-September 2015
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Lucy-2015
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Remmy and Lucy-2015
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Lucy-2008


Name: Babin’s Smokin’ Remington (Remmy)

Age: 3

Breed: English Springer Spaniel

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Remington-2017

Born on a farm in St. Francis, MN, we found Remmy through Keith’s brother, Ken and his wife, Lindsey.  Remington is our hunter and protector.  He will stop at nothing to try to catch his prey. He is a relentless, musclebound bundle of joy who loves to cuddle. For Remington, the bird IS the word.

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Remmy climbing a tree to see what he can find. Lucy is always right there to help-2016
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Remmy-2015
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Baby Remmy-2014
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Remmy, first haircut-2014

Name:  Godzilla

Age:  9

Breed:  Bearded Dragon

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Meet Godzilla.  He was also purchased from the pet shop in Forest Lake, MN.  Godzilla moves slowly and sleeps most of the time only waking to eat worms and crickets. He’s the only breed of dinosaur we have on the farm.


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Name: Cheech & Chong

Age: 7 months

Breed: Domestic Long-hair

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Everyone knows a farm needs a farm cat, so I set out to find some kitties. My brother, Dennis alerted me to a “free kittens” sign at a farm nearby. So, on one of the many trips to buy paint, I stopped in (cousin Steve and I).  I chose two “male” kittens as the man there had told me they were males. One had long hair and one short.  We put them in the back seat of the truck and off we went. When we had gotten almost all the way home an odor began to fill the truck cab. One of the kitties was car sick and I don’t think we knew from which end!  Luckily, it happened on some cardboard and an old towel. Easy cleanup and the smell went away quickly.

After a couple of days we chose the names “Cheech” and “Chong”. Cheech has long hair and Chong’s is short.  Cheech has extra toes on his front feet (a condition caused by inbreeding) and Chong’s are normal.

Now let me correct something, after a few weeks it was clear from our google searches that Cheech and Chong are both girls. Surprise!  We are planning to get them both spayed in the spring. Welcome Cheech and Chong!

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Cheech & Chong resting on Keith’s truck tire-2016
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Cheech on a chilly October day-2016

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Name:  Frank

Age: 6 months

Breed:  Ball Python

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Frank is Andy’s young snake we bought from a pet store in Forest Lake, MN. He is a very calm, tame snake.  Since we’ve gotten settled in our new place we turned the dining room into a reptile/fish room.  So far we have Godzilla, Frank and a fish tank with a few cichlids. More to come!


So that’s everyone.

Now that you’ve met the family, welcome to our adventures!

New Beginnings

A Needle in a Haystack

It seems like finding a new home would be fun, right?  Just gallivanting around the countryside with every spare minute we had.  It was fun at first. Every time we’d find a property that was even close to the requisites we decided, we’d rush out to see it. Then time after time, all the excitement would end with swampy properties, too close to the road, not enough house, not enough property or not too much of either.  The houses all seemed to mash together in our heads. Meanwhile, our house in the suburbs had interested buyers as soon as we put it on the market. People waiting in the street the minute it went online…No pressure here! We never thought we’d find THE house in time, but rather we’d settle for the closest one. But there was this one

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Some panoramic pictures taken by my brother. He lives in the area and sent them to us so we could see if it was worth the drive all the way there to look at the property ourselves. These are the very first pictures we had of place.

We weren’t sure at first.  After all, it was a big decision to make.  We looked at it many times, making the 1 1/2 hour round trip each time. At one point my husband said that there was just too much to fix and it was absolutely NOT an option.  I begged him one more time to consider this property and we made the drive again.  We pelted the real estate agent with questions for the current owner. Heating costs, plans to fix the septic, possible basement leakage, pole barn electrical breaker problems and who did the remodeling.  Most of our questions answered with an ‘I don’t know’.  Headache after headache with the inability to get any answers.

This house was a 96-year-old remodeled farmhouse with a large pole barn, a two stall garage, an old silo and 30 acres of property. The land was almost equals parts cropland, pasture and forest. The wooded part had a deep ravine with a stream running through it.

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The left side of the garage was the narrower of the two stalls.
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We thought it looked like someone had lived in the garage.  It was insulated and had textured, painted walls.

Sounds perfect, right?  But the biggest things holding us back were all the painting, cleaning and repairs that would need to be done before we could call it home.  The driveway would need major repair,

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the wall colors were a cross between Amityville Horror and a pinata!

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Master bedroom
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Bedroom #2, must have had a sale on red paint somewhere.
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Master closet was missing the closet door.
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Bedroom #1. Red.
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More blood-red walls in the dining room, ugh!
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My son says, “dew yellow” livingroom walls.
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Orange basement stairwell
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The master bathroom was also bright orange.
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There was water leaking in under some of the basement walls.
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The kitchen and porch were both school-bus-yellowl

The septic system had been bad for a long time so the house smelled like raw sewage.  Each time we came to see the house the windows were open with candles and scented wax warmers going and they didn’t begin to mask the smell.

There was even an electrocuted raccoon atop the power pole that had been there a while. Yikes! Our first farm animal?  We named him ‘Sparky’.

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Luckily, a brand new septic had just been installed days before we purchased our dream farm. The electric company came and removed the raccoon. A little new carpet and paint would make it just right.  So, off we went with friends and family helping us round the clock for the first several weeks.

We used over 3o gallons of wall primer, ceiling paint and wall paint…

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The driveway required 3o belly-dumper semi truck loads of sand and gravel.

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We had the old farm turn-around put back in.

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We scrubbed, sanded, dusted, wiped, brushed, carpeted, hammered, raked and mowed our way through to make our new-old farmhouse and yard look like a dream we were both having.  You’ll see the ‘after’ pictures throughout the blog.

After all had been signed and done (and a few pricks in our fingers) we found our ‘needle in the haystack’.

New Beginnings

Last Things First

In order to embark upon something new, there is always something left behind.  Ours was the beautiful little home in a suburb of St. Paul, Minnesota.  We said goodbye to the house but not to all the memories we created.  Our first home together, my husband and I raised our two children there.  Memories of my mom and dad, my husband’s dad and beloved family pets still echoed within the space of our very first home.

It was perfect. Near all the schools, family, friends, and the conveniences of the city, we knew it would be hard to leave.  Even though it was a great place for almost 20 years, we had begun to run out of space. When we’d visit my brother’s house in the country it was harder and harder to leave the peace we felt there.  Finally, the kids were grown and we knew it was time.

So after a lot of blood, sweat, and tears, we prepared our home for selling and took on the daunting task of packing every bit of us into cardboard boxes.  Still not sure exactly where we’d move, we both knew we wanted a place in the country.  Someplace where we could let the dogs run and see all the stars at night. The search began.

Goodbye first house, you will be missed and thought of often…