One place outside of the village that I had never visited was the Americana Village. Since the buildings were initially moved in the late 1960's, my childhood was approaching its end and I imagine that with restoration, etc. the village was not a tourist attraction during many of the years that I was frequently in Hamilton.
One extremely interesting fact is that my mother is quite certain that my great-grandfather once owned the farmland upon which the village is located.
Bruce and I wandered around. No buildings were open, though the grounds were well-kept. Any interior pictures were taken though old, wavy glass. It's sad to see the building used now primarily for storage, but it's not hard to imagine the lives that once occupied them.