The old Byron Kendall house was scheduled to be moved yesterday, and I got up early and drove over to the location.
The barn is now gone. It was still standing the last time I drove past the property, but evidently they dismantled it in the meantime. Hopefully they employed the local company that repurposes the wood to build historic reproduction buildings, as opposed to the interior of chain restaurants.
Strong winds and rain passed through this area the night before the scheduled move. The sky was threatening again this morning, so the move was postponed.
It didn't matter to me because it allowed me to stand out in a cornfield and watch the corn grow. You can laugh, but I'll assure you that watching the corn grow has been known to save a life. True story and I'll tell you about it another day.
Instead of writing about my experience standing in a cornfield that was the consistency of a wet kitchen sponge, I made a video.
I've undone my playlist for today so you can view it without fiddling around. If you're viewing this after 6/14 then you'll need to stop the music.
Here's the Byron Kendall house sitting on its wheels waiting to take a ride down Keslinger Road.
NOTE: The Editor from Liberty Post has made an important statement in the comment sections. She called this encroachment and stated that we all do it, which is very true! When the Farmer took a look at this post he said, "Wow, what are YOU thinking? Twenty years ago our property was a horse pasture and someone probably stood out on the old road and said, hey look at all these people moving in and spoiling our countryside!"
Oh no! I'm an encroacher complaining about the encroachment!!!