How fun.
this place Iam sitting in was built in 1776 and I still find bottles and hardware when I am planting and working around along with afew Schafer Beer cans from the dad.
No bones yet.
Great stuff!
Where were you on the night of November 13, 1766?
... A likely story.
Enjoyed it! Thanks for sharing.
Way cool!
Oh, Gennie, this is fascinating! How blessed you are to have this wonderful old house and its history all around you. Please continue developing the blog, as I will visit there frequently to read about your latest discoveries. :-)
Wonder if the bones are a dead Redcoat......
Got any ghosts?
When my dad built the new house near the old house foundation when they were digging the foundation we came across a ton of old dishes(broken), horse shoes, metal brackets etc.
1. Murder victims (spouse??)
2. Family members who died in the coldest part of winter waiting until burial in the warmer weather which never happened.
Have you ever thought of getting a metal detector to scan the property with? It will make it easier to find buried metal objects on the property.
And is the house haunted?
When I was a kid, my dad told of a story that their neighbor knocked on the door of their homestead-farm in the middle of the night. Dad said he was only about 5 or 6 at the time, born in 1917; it would have been in the early 20s. The neighbor told my grandad that he and his wife had had a terrible argument and he wanted to get these out of his house before anything awful happened. He handed my grandad an ornate wooden box. Inside was a pair of dueling pistols.
Dad told us that his dad hid the box in the barn in a place that he (my dad) and his brothers were never able to discover. He believed the box was still hidden somewhere inside because he didn't know of the box ever being returned.
Whenever we visited our uncle at the old house (grandad died in 1946, long before I was born). My brothers and I spent hours searching the barn for the wooden box of dueling pistols. It was a great adventure.
The house and barn have long been sold - My family recently visited home (Western upstate NY). Driving by, I pointed out the old property to my son. He was as fascinated with the legend of the dueling pistols as me and my brothers were in our youth. It's still a great memory.
Today I suspect it was a story invented by dad and his brother to occupy our restlessness. A grain of truth, a mystery and an adventure. Either way it was a beautiful yarn.
Good for you! You’re doing something important for our nation’s history and culture. Generations yet to come will thank you. God bless you. It’s not easy to live in and restore a very old house.
In some parts of Europe, that would be considered new construction.