. . . I have been thinking about my grandpa and Grandma Blunck quite a bit lately, and I came across a photocopy of a painting that had been done of my great grandparents and their kids (which was my grandpa blunck). This was their homestead on the Rexburg bench which was called Herbert back in the day. It even had a post office at the time. It is now on the registers as a ghost town. I have many fond memories of Grandpa on his dry farm, He farmed until his late 80's. He had a small jar of rattles from rattlesnakes that had killed when they tried to make their home around the farm. He also had arrowheads that he found down in the creek which he would fish at.