S: Grandpa Ciha's Farm
FC: A Legacy Always Remembered...
1: The heavens declare the glory of God, the skies proclaim the work of His hands. Psalm 19:1
3: Blessed is the man who fears the LORD, who finds great delight in his commands. His children will be mighty in the land; the generation of the upright will be blessed. ~ Psalms 112:1-2
5: For Grandpa & Grandma Ciha to honor them for their example of hard work and a lifetime of love. My we continue to be generations blessed by you.
8: A master carpenter told me early in my apprenticeship that it takes a better man to fix a mistake then it does to make a mistake, the master carpenter was my dad. ~ Brian
12: I remember when dad & I rebuilt the 720. He taught me that nine out of ten times anything is possible. I'll always remember building our house and working off of some widow makers. ~ Kevin
14: Mom always said "Tell the truth and things won't be so bad."
15: Dad taught me "If you put more into the job then your boss expects, you will always have a job." | ~ Greg
21: A fond memory of mom is watching her pick mushrooms. I get a glimpse of her as a young girl every time. ~ Kevin
24: Mom and dad gave us a lot of freedom really. They didn't try to over control us or set down a bunch of rigid limits. I think that allowed us all to grow up and be ourselves. None of us had a real rebellious streak in us, I think because of that freedom. | Dad always let us learn things our own way, but one thing he always said was "that would be a good experience for you" if i would ask him what he thought about doing something a little out of the ordinary.
25: When i was very young, perhaps 5 years old, when Dad got a calf from grandpa, and was raising it for beef at our home on Mt. Vernon road. One night, when Dad was gone, that calf scared mom pretty good when it brushed up against the window. I was holding the rope one day when it took off, and dragged me across the lawn as Dad said "let go, let go" The calf out weighed me by about 5 times i suppose. | I also remember moving from a nice home in Marion to an older kind of run down farmhouse on Council Street. I remember how much Mom didn't like it. But years later, Dad sold the house and land, and made enough off of it to buy the land they now own along the Wapsy river. ~ Steve
27: One of the best memories that I recall growing up was getting home from church on Sunday and smelling the dinner that Mom had cooking in the oven, Mom is nothing shy of a fantastic cook. ~ Brian
28: Dad is happiest outside; it's common to see him working in his garden, tending the flowers, walking the land, or making improvements to the property. He spends every Saturday evening preparing for his weekly bible study or Sunday school class. | Seeing that kind of devotion has helped guide my life.
29: My mom is happiest curled up on the couch reading or doing a crossword. She is serious about bargain hunting. She's an amazing cook. She has taught me so much about loving others and trying to live in a graceful manner. ~Marcia
30: I remember going to Bishops maybe once a month after church,I got to eat what I wanted, plus a 10 ounce Pepsi. What a treat!!! That was the only time we got to have soda pop. I see now that moms cooking is greatly better than Bishops. Every thing was home made even a rootbeer!! and not to forget kolaches the best ever!!!
31: Dad sure raised a great bunch of carpenters. Except Greg shy'd away? I think I solved the piano mystery????? haha--- GREG DID IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ~ Jeff
32: Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, | And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-- I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. The road Not Taken ~ Robert Frost
34: Photo Contributions by Jennifer & Steve Ciha 2011-2012
35: Never Really Goodbye