My father spent his teenage years working for the farmers in the Waterville area. I knew that his cousin still lives there so I decided to try and find him. I followed an old guy in his car until he turned into his drive. He started directing me to a bike rally/event they were having at the fairgrounds, but I told him I was looking for my father's uncle. He new of some Badtens out in the Withrow area, but then he checked the local directory and saw that Harold lived in town. He sent me to the local market to make further inquirys there and I met an old gentleman that knew Harold. He started to tell me how to get to his house and then he said dagnabbit, just follow me. He led me straight to his house, but unfortunately for me, he wasn't home.