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Friday, July 2, 2010

The Old Home Place Is No More


The old home place is no more. A grandson and a couple of men have been working on it and have it all down now. Just the leavings to clean up when it gets dry enough. Kind of sad. Mr. B came from another area, bought the land, and built this four room house probably in the 30's. He went back and married his bride and brought her to their new home. They raised three children. Farmed, raised chickens and hogs.
It was too wet to drive away from the house today so those turtles should be appreciative. I forgot my rubber boots or some old shoes and I had on my asics. I wouldn't wear them in the mud for just anyone and it was hot. I owe the renters an applogy. Two fish showed up to eat with the turtles. I wonder where those guys have been. Maybe they didn't hear me calling. Do fish have ears? Yes Jack I've heard of Walking Catfish. Who knows where they could have gone?

13 comments:

jack69 said...

Yes, they might have walked off, got hungry and came back for dinner.
Yeah it is sad in a way when a landmark goes down, no matter how small, it meant something to someone.
I found in traveling that the folks up north tend to keep places longer, we down south tear down and replace with something new. sometimes good sometimes bad.
Love from NC

Dar said...

Wow, Sad. I love these old places. The same thing happened to the house, called The Shack, that my mother was raised in. It was a one room house with 7 kids and my grandparents raising them within those walls. Can you imagine? And today's kids think they have tight quarters. It later became a hunting shack before crumbling under the weight of the winters snows, and had to be torn down. The chimney block from that old place is now in our cabin, even tho they weren't that old. None the less, it heats my cabin along with it's potbellied stove.
Glad your fish and turtles are co-existent.
Have a great 4th weekend Paula

Dar said...

Love your header...awesome!

Lucy said...

I lived in a house much like what you are talking about. It was a tiny square house and 8 of us lived there. We got along fine because we did not know any different.

Sheila said...

I agree with Jack and Dar...it is sad to see the old buildings torn down...it is needed sometime though. Have a great 4th of July!! Sheila

Woody said...

Sad to see someone's life and home pass on, I love old buildings, hate to see them torn down.

Kattytrick said...

How sad. I'm glad you'd taken this picture of Mr. B's house to share with us though. And I'm sure that the people whom it sheltered over those many years will always keep it close in memory...Myself, I still dream about various houses I've been in or lived in, all of the time. I can still remember the layouts of my Grand Mother & my Great Grand Mothers houese. I think the style was refured to as a "Shot-guy style". Thank you for shareing this, and thank you for the memories it has evoked!... I can just imagine in the yard a lilic bush or two. And perhaps several clusters of tall, tall Hollihocks here & there adorning the yard! With lots and lots of Black-eyed Susans coming up the drive on either side before you'd get to the house. My Great Grand Mother, Birda Lenora Martin/Cole, had such a place in North Carolina many, many years ago!...I so loved it there!...

Paula said...

Kattytrick's remark made me think of when I first became aqquainted with this house there was a small tree in front that bloomed what looked like tiny orchids every year. I never could find out the name. I took a cutting but it didn't grow. A renter in the other house took it upon himself to dig it up and plant it in the front yard of the newer house built in the 70's. The tree died and I could have choked him.

Rose said...

I love old homes. We went back to the town where my husband's family is from and their old homes are now in disrepair and threats to be torn down. very sad, but they always have their memories.

Sayit-baldys said...

PLEASANT MEMORIES. THE OLD HOUSE, GARDEN, WELL. CLOTHSLINE, 'PATH' AND NEAREST NEIGHBORS.
HAVE A NICE FUTURE. sam

Jen said...

It's too bad more of those old buildings can't be preserved.

Marty said...

Sad to see an old house torn down ... but judging from the picture it looked like it was ready. What's really disturbing is when you see someone tearing down a perfectly good, little house just to make way for a "McMansion," leaving virtually no yard, just a lot with a house that practically comes right up to the sidewalk (this happens a lot around here ...).
Best,
Marty

Jimmy's Journal said...

Old houses have character and I've always loved them, but there comes a time when they need to come down. I pretty sure that old house was ready to retire.

Fish do not have ears per se, they sense sound and movement through lateral lines that run the length of the body.

That said, I can tell you that many a bass has been spooked when one of my fishing buddies yelled loudly or dropped something in the boat.

Jimmy

P.S. Say hello to the "Turtles from Tahiti" (from the old Ma and Pa Tuttle movies)