That made me curious, I went fishing and found this at
http://www.rochesterschool.org/pages/town/lilian.htm
Interesting account of farm life in the early 1900's.
"Gramp owned a farm up in Hancock Tunnel (an old name for funnel), so designated because it was reached by a road through the woods opening into a big area of cleared land. One year he and Grammie were up there for the winter to look after some sheep, leaving some of the older children at home to do the chores. Gramp often drove to the village to spend the evening, and one night when Grammie and Aunt Anna were alone, the chimney caught on fire. Luckily, they were able to keep the blaze under control. When I was a year old Dad, Mother, Laurence, and I spent the winter in the Tunnel, leaving Vic at home to go to school. A cousin of Dad's, Fred Marsh, was there, too, much of the time. Dad cut enough timber to raise $400 to buy the farm from Gramp. It was during that winter that I learned to walk. It was there, too, later on, that I was given a .32 cartridge, lead and all, to play with. I promptly swallowed it, thus giving everyone a few anxious days. We often went to the Tunnel farm for family picnics or to visit the livestock pastured there. I have a picture snapped there at one of those picnics the summer I was a year old. All the Marshes around at the time were there, as were other relatives, but though pictures of gatherings were taken, no one apparently ever took a snapshot of the buildings, and I much regret that all that can be seen is one corner of the house near which the family group picture was taken. Many years later, when the land was used only for pasturage, and the buildings were beginning to deteriorate, Vic and Laurence salvaged some boards and sheathing to build a hunting camp which they and their friends enjoyed until 1975 when Laurence sold it."
Pat and have bushwhacked the 3K's around there - nice open woods.
