Before going into another story, let me say a word of thanks to the many folks who meet me on the street, in a store or at church, and tell me how much they enjoy the things I write and ask when the next story will be in the Suburban News. I tell them it will be, “When there is one I like and think others will also enjoy.” This is a venture I never even dreamt of until a few years ago, but must admit it has been and is still a great one.
A few years ago while driving to Lima, New York, I saw a set of well maintained silos in the Town of Rush, standing alone where a barn had once existed. About a year later I came upon a similar scene in the Town of Leroy. I began thinking about what could be said/written about them, which ended up as follows:
Located many miles apart, these sets of twins don’t know each other and obviously will never meet, yet they share a common history and now an uncertain future. Once an integral part of dairy farming operations, the reason for their construction is gone but they survive as: Silos standing as silent sentinels, staring at the space where once stood the structure that stabled the stock for whom they stored silage.
