We had a deluge of rain and high winds.
Dad’s wooden fence didn’t make it through the storm.
This is the house my mother’s maternal grandparents built in 1906. They lived there all their lives. My grandmother did too. My mother grew up in this house and her sister, my aunt Alice lived here until she wasn’t able to be on her own any longer. It was sold last year.
It needed a ton of work. Whoever first bought it sold it to another party who rehabbed it. I’ve seen the pictures on Zillow, but wanted to check it out in person, There was supposed to be an open house today, but it was cancelled for whatever reason.
I stopped by anyway and took a couple of outside photos.
I hope they re-schedule.
Here is what it looked like back in the day.
Dad and I met up there to attend the celebration.
The Weingarten is located on a old farm property.
There is a silo….
…and the family cemetery on the grounds.
The Spitznass-Wilderman Cemetery.
This is an old stone – it’s been pretty worn away by time.
According to FindAGrave, this marker commemorates George Wilderman, born 22 Apr 1788 and who died on 27 Jun 1866. His wife, Nancy, nee Hill, who was born in 17 Nov 1788, died just a couple of months later on 15 Aug 1866
Wm. & Mary Wilderman
Dec. 6, 1832
May 26, 1872
Stella, Claudia and I were on our way home from seeing “The Incredibles 2” when I had to stop in the alley because this rabbit was in the way.
He just sat there. Didn’t even move when I honked the horn.
From this angle, it looks like he’s smoking that leaf on the ground.
Must have mellowed him out.