He settle into the old farmhouse at Battenkill Rise to start a business and renovate buildings under hopeful skies. The house, so empt and bare, soon became a vibrant home, and the fields were slowly fenced so the many animals wouldn't roam. Sheep grazed the pastures, the garden was tilled, and the children well nourished. Changes, so many changes, happened as through the years times sped, but Jac
k held fast to a vision in his heart, as well as his head. There were roadblocks thrown up along the way, of course, including hard economic times and family crises, but he kept his focus along side his love Sara Frost. Support came from the whole family as we, too, shared Jacks dream. Important events began to happen, faster than they would seem. Trees were marked, cut and dragged to a portable sawmill in our fields. Homegrown 2x4, 8x10s, and support timbers were the yield. The two high rises were rebuilt by Dan Frost and many hands at great length. The time had come for detailed plans to be drawn and careful construction begun. As Andrew Hazelton organized, hammered, nailed and painted, the dream was carefully spun. One bright fall morning the last pice of Jack's vision was set in place. The cupola was the crowning touch to his dream, one could tell by the loo on his face. On Land once purchased from Ira Allen upon which the home was built in 1807, Battenkill Rise Farm has been returned to its original glory....Thanks Heavens! The many lives entwined in this place, and the stories the wall could tell, lead us to hope and believe that there will be man more, as well.