KUSER FARM: MY CHAPEL IN THE WOODS (

As Father Time adds wrinkle after wrinkle on little Tommy Glover, so too hasFather time  taken his toll on the the Kuser Farm of my youth. As seen in the photo above, a very young Tommy poses in the sumptuous Kuser Farm Grape arbor. It was from these vines that a bountiful harvest of Concord Grapes made their way to the Kuser and Glover kitchen as Mom Glover made grape jelly, jam, and juice. Click on the link to read about the Kuser Farm I remember as a boy. Today, the vines are untended and will be gone completely within a few years.