After I put up the post on the farm house last week, my cousin Jim emailed me with the back story on the house and I thought I’d share it with you if you are interested.
Jimmy got the low down on the house from his father who passed away a few years back, but lived to be almost 100. It turns out that AD and Jimmy’s granny knew the family that owned the house and often told stories about them.
According to Uncle Sewell, the road that originally went by the house was a horse and buggy trail that ran between Tuna and Podunk. The road was wickedly crooked and was known as Looney Corner, partly after the Looney family who owned the property and maybe partly because of the many cars they found in their tank. For you non-Texans, a tank is what the rest of the country calls a pond. I grew up the Midwest where a tank is where you keep your tropical fish.
Anyway, in the days of horse and buggy, the curve of the road wasn’t so much of a problem, but after the automobile came along, those who had been to Tuna and partaken of the spirits offered there didn’t always make the corner and ended up in the tank.
Later the road was graveled and then expanded into a two-lane road and then the four-lane highway that it is today. According to Cousin Jim, the house has been abandoned since about 1955. A construction-related business bought all of the property but chose to preserve the farmstead. There are rumors that the property could be sold again. And of course who knows what the new owners will have in mind.
“Time changes everything and so much history erodes with it,” Jim writes. “I can remember as a child riding in the car from Podunk to Tuna. At one time that was a great house and only one of about five between the two towns.”
Also, it turns out that tarp that I Photoshopped out was the last remaining piece of tin on the roof. At one time, it had an all-tin roof and this one piece has managed to hang on through wind, weather and time – but not Photoshop.
Who knows what the rest of the story is for this house. Maybe someone will come along and buy it and restore it to it’s former, long lost glory. Or maybe the earth will eventually reclaim it as it does all things that stand still for too long.
Not a solar panel or a tarp, but tin.