One spunky lady recalls another spunky BY DICK ANGLESTEIN NEW PROVIDENCE - The moment 1 saw her I liked her. She opened the door of the far mhouse at my knock, stood on the wide sill between the storm and inner door and looked up the foot or more that separated our gazes. She had that sparkle in her eye - a sparkle that wasn’t dimmed by 79 years of watching and living the tremendous changes that have r come to agriculture in that time. ” 1 said to myself: “ Hey, this is one spunky lady.” And as 1 talked to her - the spunkmess in her voice was as if each statement she gave was automatically finished with an exclamation point. She’s Frances K. Shenk, of R 2 Providence, and along with her brother, J. Fred, she’s half of an ag duo who were among those honored this week for their Cen tury Farms. . And their farm on a hillside that overlooks Rt. 322 south of New Providence is a Century Farm more than two and one-half tunes over. It dates back some 262 years. Frances’ spunkiness shows up best when she talks of her grand mother, another Frances, after whom she was named. “Grandfather John M. Shenk was very kind and even f, tempered,” she explains. “But grandmother Frances was something else. Whenever she scrubbed the doorstep, you always stepped over it or else.” The New Providence area was a popular stop on the Underground Railroad as slaves slipped up from the South through Maryland and -continued toward Columbia on their way to Canada. “I’m sure that Grandmother Frances helped the slaves,” her namesake said. “If anyone around here would have helped them, it would have been her. Believe me. ” With her brother Fred, Frances proudly displays the wedding photo of her grandmother. I can see that same spunky sparkle. Their 140-acre farm is part of 1200 acres that was acquired by Michael Shenk of Switzerland in If anyone would have helped the slaves , it would have been Grandmother Frances »!l fr v •** ***- But as they tend just a few tomato plants. I'm sure their thoughts drift back to the days - not that long ago - when they grew 12 acres of both green and red. As she gazes out the living room window, Frances’ sparkling eyes ii Grandfather John M. and Frances Shenk on their wedding day. i!j I fall on the neighboring Amish farm down below. “We have such good neighbors,” she said., "You know they had a wedding there the other week. There were 320 people there.” lady * jXvkb