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When you care come down the hill from my house on the ridge there is an intersection that confounds even the guys from the D.O.T. . Right in that intersection is a driveway. The family that moved in a while back set up their homestead as if it was on a back country road not a complex intersection on state Rt. 220. Big trucks come down tat hill. The father stacked his perfectly cut and split firewood in a long line down the driveway the first couple of years. Not any more. The father and son basketball nets remain.