Featured Pre-Depression Family Farm Photos

First picture is of my Grandfather, with his team of horses, breaking sod in Tony, Wisconsin, 1928.

Second picture was taken in June 1929. Grandfather is 'plowing' the garden with my father riding the huge, white horse.

Sadly, my Grandfather lost his farm during The Great Depression.

 

Wonderful photos!

 

Very cool to have pics of their "daily life." So many "old relative" pics are the stiff formal portraits that rarely give us a glimpse of what our ancestors were really like.

 

Love it !

 

I am also from Wisconsin, and here is a photo of my grandfather Clarence in a logging camp near Mountain on the south branch of the Oconto River.
About 1908/1910.
He is the tall guy in the back.

 

Hi,
The second photo of the kid on the horse plowing could have been me. My gramp when he got older just plowed a small plot.
greg

 

Cool pic

 

Young SoS on the farm

 

Terry5732, love the sweet photo, especially the cute little child and the way the horse is reacting to the large statuary.

To the left side of the photo near the bushes at the side of house -- it that the young child's tricycle and the rear-wheel portion of a child's wagon? Just curious -- again, a very sweet photo.

 

Not quite a child's wagon

 

Oh wait. Here it is.

 

A selfie! How cool.

 

Great pics!

 

Love old pics. Is that YOU mowing the lawn?

 

The new Hubley tractor and babysitter on wheels

 

That little girl,sister? is a little doll

 

Wonderful pics you all are sharing. The OP's pictures reminded me of my grandparents' story.

My grandparents, just married, bought their "dream home" with what little they had saved. Grandma loved the bay window it had, pretty fancy back then!

They barely got to live it in when the Depression hit and they lost their house and all that money.

They bought a pretty beat up old house and lived there until they died. Mom recalls Gpa bringing flour from the mill to make a paste to fill in the holes in the walls during the Dust Bowl. It never completely worked.

They were very stoic about it all, but G'ma always yearned for the bay window in the lost house.

My mother recently moved into a house with a bay window and it often makes her remember her Mom.

 

Ya gotta mix some straw with the paste

 

I ALWAYS wanted a bay window and a built in seat to relax on and read or just look out at nature.

 

That is quite a horse! I had to google white draft horses. It might be a Boulonaise aka/white marble horse.

Your grandfather was in good company - I wonder how many others here had families that lost their land? My mother's family owned Squaw Valley in California, but it wasn't their only property or source of income, and it is now a ski area that makes a lot of people happy. Kind of a best case scenario.