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Landgrove Inn

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Aren't We Lucky...

Then...

 

More than five decades before the first 
shots were fired on Fort Sumter, thrusting the
United States into a bloody Civil War, a
Vermont family named Swallow owned and
operated a hardscrabble dairy farm now known
as the Landgrove Inn.
Grit, good bones and perseverance kept the Grand Dame standing through too many more wars, unspeakable natural disasters,
life-altering medical and technological advancements, and out-of-this-world events, like the iconic moment astronaut Neil
Armstrong left his footprints on the moon.
As my mother-in-law used to say, "If you live long enough, you'll see  everything!"
This winter season marks the Inn's seventy-seventh year in
business, and our eleventh year as its keepers.  We wish to pay

 

 

     The abandoned Swallow farmhouse, circa 1935 

homage to the Snyder and Tengbergen families, who preceded us as caring custodians of the Landgrove Inn.  We thank the many thousands of guests who patronize us, pastors who pray for us, and all animals, domestic and wild, with whom we share this time and space.

 

 

...and  Now

Our late neighbor, Barbara Comfort, artist, author, and inventor of many things, would often take pause from whatever she was doing, survey her surroundings, and remark with relish for all to hear, "Aren't we lucky!"

Yes, Bobbi, we are. We look forward to welcoming old friends and new to this peaceful place we call home.  Have a safe trip.

Tom and Maureen Checchia
Innkeepers/Owners
The Landgrove Inn

     The Landgrove Inn, 2013