I have no proof, but I believe this was the Rich family home in Nebraska. This may be where Gertrude Helen Rich (Bowen) grew up. I love the round upstairs window. You will see it again tomorrow when you see the barn.
Imagine standing at that window as a storm blows across the Nebraska plains in the winter. The highest point around from which you can see the horizon and more of the same. How many people simply went mad staring off into the distance which never seemed to end? How many found poetry in their souls for what they were seeing?
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And in the summertime what were evenings like sitting on the porch? From a distance it would have been seen as lights at different levels breaking up the unending horizon.