Although I live in ferndale now, I spent my youth in Farmington hills on the border of Southfield (Inkster road between 10 and 11 mile roads). Funny thing about Farmington hills: few farms, no hills. I was lucky, the house I lived in was not in a subdivision and at one time was part of an apple orchard and later was used to keep horses. We had three old gnarly (crab)apple trees, no horses. Our Football team (Harrison High) regularly beat the bejeebers out of all comers (10x state champs) -- southfield and ferndale included. Being the 70's, I didn't care or notice, I was too busy doing things I shouldn't.