Helma and Herb Nickel lived at this address which is adjacent to and directly south of the farm owned by Herb's parents. We would guess that it was once part of the farm acreage. Herb and later, their son, Larry, worked the farm through their adult lives.

After his parents' passing, Larry and his wife Betty and children Kathy and Lee lived here.

As a teenager, I used to help bale hay and straw for Herb and Helma and I really enjoyed the time I spent with them and their son, Larry. Helma always made the largest meal of the day at noontime  and she was a wonderful cook! It was great for a growing teenage boy since my family ate its largest meal at dinner time after my dad got home from his job in the factory. Those were good days!

A few times when Larry would be off on a hunting trip or something, I would go over and help Herb milk the cows. That would be very early in the morning and then again in the late afternoon after school.

One of my jobs was to climb up into the silo and toss silage down to the cart 15 feet below. One time just as I was swinging the heaping fork of silage toward the opening, Herb looked up from below and yelled something. It was too late to stop so the load of silage went tumbling down onto his face. I could hear him spitting it out and mumbling, "You damn roundhead!" Of course, I had to stifle my laughter until he cooled down.