This nest box belonged to a dear sweet lady named Mrs. Murray who is now passed. She raised chickens down the road from me and I bought my first chicks from her when I was about 10 years old, I am now 42. I still know her grandson and recently we where talking about old times. He mentioned his famliy still needed to get ride of some of her old chicken stuff and he gave this nest box to me. It had old license plates in the bottom that Mrs. Murray used to cover rusted out spots that dated back to the early sixties so I know the box is at least >40 years old. I cleaned it up, painted it, repaired the perches and added new plywood floors in each nesting hole. I know Mrs. Murray is in heaven and happy to know that her nesting box is back in action and being used today. I am so grateful for this gift and it is a wonderful feeling to know this box came from the sweet lady that started me out raising chickens. I gather eggs each day and smile everytime I pull a fresh egg out of Mrs. Murrays nesting box. I wanted to honor her by sharing this story. Thanks for listening! PS: The hens love it!