What is a Grange?

My grandfather belonged to The Grange when I was growing up in Massachusetts. Other than that, I knew very little about why there are buildings called by this name. So I thought I’d find out.

Wikipedia says that the full name of a “Grange” is the National Grange of the Order of Patrons of Husbandry. The grange hall was the meeting place for farmers and the order of the grange was an advocacy group for farmers and their needs.
Everyone was welcome to join, and even women could hold positions of importance.
The headquarters is still in Washington, D.C. even though membership is now less than it was back in the late 1800’s and early 1900’s.

Franklin D. Roosevelt and Harry Truman were members of the National Grange along with Norman Rockwell. Read more about the history of the grange here.

Antrim Grange
Antrim Grange

The Antrim Grange is a place where various meetings are held to honor community members for service and once or twice a year they have art shows there. Since the number of farmers has declined, most grange halls are used for meetings such as this now.

My Rock By The Lake

All my life I’ve chosen “favorite spots” to go to when I need a break or to be rejuvenated. A place that is quiet and peaceful where I can take time to think or not think.
My latest spot is this rock by the lake. Except for the summer months, there is no one around when I go here and the view of the lake is perfect.
Once I sat here an watched a loon dive under the water and over and over only to surface in some surprise spot. They stay under water for quite a while, like little submarines.
Being outdoors keeps me sane and no matter what the season I greatly appreciate the fresh air, my ability to walk and see the glorious world around me.
Autumn Greetings From New England postcard

The Stone Church

I don’t know much about Antrim’s stone church except that it is a beautiful structure.

Recently the Historical Society accepted the church as a gift from the Rymes family and the Stone Church Foundation and will look into having some restoration done.

The town is very active in preserving history and historical buildings and every month they have some sort of presentation at a local downtown church. I attended a few of them. One was about old bridges and I remember being surrounded by “old timers” who knew the exact locations of all the places talked about whereas I (being a new member of the community) was a bit lost.

It makes me wish I’d been part of a small town for all my life.

Stone church

The Bass Farm

Another “small world” story:

My oldest son married a girl from New Hampshire. He met her in Florida where they both lived and worked. I was living in Florida too, with my husband and kids.

After they married they bought a house in Kentucky where her parents lived.

A few years later we (my husband and kids) moved to New Hampshire.

The following summer, her (my daughter-in-law’s) parents came to visit us in our new place because they went to New Hampshire every summer to help a man put on a big yearly party – at the Bass Farm.

The house we bought was less than a half mile from the Bass Farm!

I find this to be bizarre.

big house
The Bass Farm

The man who owned this huge place passed away last year (I think) and all I knew about him was that he had a huge clock collection.
I also heard that he was difficult to get along with and very rich.