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Wednesday, May 16, 2012

While growing up, there was an elderly man and woman I'd see driving slowly around town in their dark green 60's model car. In the back seat sat their middle aged daughter who had down-syndrome. She'd look at us kids with a blank emotionless glare as
the car passed by. The family of three lived in this house that sat just a stones throw from my childhood home. I always wondered what it must have looked like inside those walls. What the daughter did all day, where she sat to watch tv....

I've known that the house has set empty for a couple of decades now, but because of my recent interest in abandoned structures, I remembered it. While in my hometown today, I parked my truck and slowly made my way along the overgrown sidewalk and into the front door, or what remained of it anyway. Typically when we're touring an abandoned home, we don't know anything about the history. The most eerie feeling came over me while standing inside the home because of the mental snapshot in my head. An image of the mysterious family who once lived in this now dilapidated, lifeless, wooden skeleton.