I took pics of my neighborhood, the east side anyway, as I was bringing Lis home from the pool last night. Here we have a DeKalb test corn field and Akins building center down there at the end. That's our only lumber yard.
I'm two blocks from home here, heading West. My new old house is on this street, two blocks up.
That winding path through the grain bins is fun to walk in the evenings. I'm not sure why, but, it's cool and spooky. Lots of animals in there too, eating spilled grain. I hate it when they leave the doors open. I always check and shut them, because Coons get stuck in there. Then I have to go home, get a board, climb up there and let it out. I have Lis check now, she's younger than me. It's higher then it looks, but, the ladder and platform are safe. Just, the poor Coons have nothing to climb up once they get in those bins. Men piss me off sometimes, just close the damn door.
The old railway station is behind my house, here. They use it for 4-H meetings. It holds no interest for me. I feel nothing from it and pay no attention to it. This town needs to preseve some other things too and it makes me angry. I'll show you.
I would love to own this building. The grain bin people own it and they're letting it rot. It pisses me off because it's an awesome old building and it should be protected. It was our feed and grain store. It's right behind my house and I love it. It used to have a cool overhang and benches and all the farmers would gather there to smoke and talk shit. Man, someone could do something really cool with this old place.
Miller oil sits next to the old feed store. This is where you go to order propane or heat oil and then a big truck comes to fill your huge tank for the Winter. I'm glad I don't have to do that anymore. Checking your tank gage in four feet of snow and worrying about the numbers is stressful. I'm on city gas now. I'd rather have a monthly bill than worry about a tank. They're a real pain in the ass, unless you're rich. Cute old building though, isn't it? I love the Mobile logo. The fire hydrant matches it. It almost looks planed.
Junk yard. The town made him fence it. I hate the fence, I like looking at the junk yard. But, he has goats in there to keep the weeds down and they're cute as hell. One pannel is missing and he put up wire there. You can feed, pet and play with the junk yard goats. We love them..and the junk.
I think I'll start a new post, I have too many pics to show you. Hang on.
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I barely remember that old feed store. When I try to remember I see that old store near the square on main with the noisy wooden floor? It was called the Outlet or something. Was this store similar? or do I have a mashed up memory. I know I was in it. My grandpa owned the original building at the lumber yard.
The Outlet was up on the square, just east on the south side. Remember how you had to try on clothes in the old wooden elevator?? OMG, that squeeky wood floor in there was scary. I believe that's where Katie's Flowers is now. It's cute as hell over there now.
Which building did your grand dad own?? Is it gone now? I can get down there and take more pics. Yeah, you come from the South Guntowners at Schenks lake, right? They were the upper crust. LOL. Tell me about that and how you're connected.
Nice tours! Enjoying them a lot, traveller that I am. We had silos just down the road. This area is full of rich eople now but there was a rail yard across the road. When I had a foster son he and his mates used to enjoy getting high and climbing the silos. Arrggghh!!!! I was really glad they pulled them down and turned the area into a forest before my son reached the 'get high and climb silos' stage. But he recently confided in me that they took him up when he was a kid. He wasn't high, but they were. Arrrrgggghhh again.
Oh, geez. Don't scare me with teen stories, you know that's comin' fast.
I don't think the original building is still there unless it is one of the lumber storage buildings. Before that way before it was the airport office. My Great Gandpa Ray Schenck ran or owned the airport. Schencks and the city had a battle in the 70's or 80's and the city took over the running of the airport. I'm not sure when it moved. You can find tension in the family still. Older story still the city used to lease the lake as a reservoir for a dollar. just in case. they never used it. but one year the forgot to pay. Gramps let this go by a bit and then dynamited a drain culvert he didn't like but the city felt it necessary should they ever make use of the water. City tried to cry foul until it was pointed out they let thier lease go. Go back a bit farther to the Japanese interment camps. That land was stolen from my family too. The museum has some of my families stuff. Like Great grandpa's Pilot's licence signed by one or both of the Wright Brothers.
I'm missing some of the details but my grandpa Ron Schenck is still alive and loves to visit. He eats lunch at the Lied Center nearly everyday I understand.
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