My grandfather owned a parcel of land that once had been part of the renowned old Firestone Farm in Columbiana, Ohio. It abutted a small stocked lake where he spent his days in the “boathouse” renting out equipment. We loved to visit him there, and not just because he would treat us to some of the snacks patrons could purchase from the dark little build…
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