Monday, June 4, 2012

Monday's Country Backroads


When I see a house like this, broken down and abandoned, I can't help but wonder about the stories it has to tell.









I think of a father, mother and the children who grew up here calling this place "home".....












Meggie Mac

21 comments:

  1. Hi dear Meggie, I always like your shared photos that you go so many places and take so nice photos with their histories. As I am jealous.. I plan to go somewhere in my city Antioch like you..:)) But I always plan and give up then..)) Best best wishes..:))

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    1. Hello Beck....this is just a few miles from the farm. Hope your hand is doing better today.

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  2. Nice find. The same things go through my mind when I see an abandoned homestead.

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    1. Hello Amy.... I'm so intrigued by this little community that I am doing more research.

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  3. Hi Meggie, it reminds me of the little house on the prairie tv programme! I often think that about old houses and love to imagine what the family would have been like.Really old houses must hold some lovely secrets!

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    1. Hi Anne...you are correct. There is 15 protected acres of Prairie Grassland in this spot. We seem to preserve a lot of our older buildings.

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  4. I've seen a lot of these in my lifetime and wonder the same thing. I do that too with the antiques I've collected...imagine who owned them before, what their home was like, etc. We're a lot alike, Meggie; no wonder I love you, dear friend. XOXO

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    1. Hi Susan....We are a lot alike! I wonder how they stood the heat, without air conditioning....

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  5. Very cool house! It almost looks like an old barn. Love the rust!

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    1. Hello Brian...the more I look at this building, the more I wonder. I need to do some research. I know there was a small town that burned down except for a few buildings. It is just across the road from the Dubina Church that I posted on Sunday.

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  6. Yes I wonder to. It would be nice to know.

    Hugs
    Elna

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    1. Hello Elna...I plan on doing more research of the building. So many untold stories.

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  7. Judging by the hitching post out in front, they must have had horses. It almost looks like it could have been a bunkhouse.

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    1. Hello Ms Sparrow...It does look like a bunkhouse. I do know there were nuns living in that community for the school. I need to do some more research on this building.

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  8. I wonder about the history of things when I buy them. I spoke to a lady at the auction a couple of weeks ago who found it incredibly sad that the effects of deceased estates are sold off. I feel quite the opposite. I like to think that I'm loving, cherishing and enjoying their possessions - better that than they end up in landfill. My first house was built in 1876 and I was lucky enough to be able to find who lived in it on the census returns. In 1881 the man of the house worked in the Army barracks that my Dad worked in when we moved to this town in 1976. It was built to deal with the Chartist uprisings when the masses were fighting to get the vote - such history on my doorstep.I hope you do manage to find out about the house.

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    1. Hello Scarlet....I agree with you on the pre-owned things I buy. I wonder what made them buy the item. Your first house had some nice history to go with it, It is so much fun discovering that history.

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    1. It's not easy to pass an abandoned home and not wonder about it, especially about the family that lived inside....thanks for taking a look at my post.

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  10. What is the old saying? "If these walls could talk?" We would all be rich in history!!!!

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  11. Hi Meggie, I would love to get my hands on this house and restore it to its former glory xxx

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