In the way of progress...

The Hoosier Heartland is finally being built, and progress can actually be seen on our drive up north (we even get to drive on it for about 2 miles of the trip).  Unfortunately, with that progress comes some loss.  Many homes along the route have been abandoned and are boarded up and ready to be torn down.  If any of you are following the local press, you'll notice that a 200 year old burr oak tree was on the chopping block as well, but thanks to the resilience of the farmer who owns the land, it has been spared.  You can read about that here.

Right in the path of the new highway is a house that everyone going north or south on 25 passes, and many may notice it's beautiful old barn (you can close your eyes and imagine what it must have looked like when it was new).  

This house holds a special place in my heart, because I remember driving by with my grandpa several years ago.  He told me, as we passed by, that his grandparents had lived in that home.  They didn't own it, but had lived there during the depression and had been share croppers.  After talking with my uncle, I learned my grandpa was actually born in this house.

Now, over the course of the years, I've forgotten many of the details, but I always remember that day with Grandpa each time I pass by.  Yesterday, on my way home to my parents, I stopped to take a few photos.  From the looks of things, I imagine the house is a few weeks away from demolition.  I'm glad I had my camera in hand.