A village emptying out, a farm without an heir, and memories set down for future generations.
In the conclusion the author returns to the aim that guided him: to preserve, for his closest family, the everyday life the Kępiński family knew in Huta Głodowska from 1922 onward. Through the example of one family he wanted to show how the Polish countryside changed across the decades.
The contemporary picture is bitter: in this part of the village there is no longer a real farmer, many have leased or sold their land, and the buildings stand empty. Agricultural policy, poor soils and unprofitable production all drove the depopulation. Yet the author hopes that in the future there will be people whom the episodes from the life of a great-grandfather and great-great-grandfather will interest. The book closes with a poem by an unknown author: "And when it has touched heaven, for a life has been lived, I know what I shall say then: Ah, God… it was worth it!"