In the back yard in Medford. The territory around the house, then basement where Grammie lived was like a wilderness in last of the Mohecans. I came along much later and even then I remember it being wild and wooded. There were goats and chickens, flowers and shrubs and planted and volunteer tomato plants all over the place. I wondered at grammie's skill because the soil there is not very good and very rocky. The story goes that Grammie bought the lot which was surrounded by swamps and brought the family to live the first winter in a tent!
Bill was the youngest. As you can see he is standing in the garden that produced more rock than anything else.