Photo Information
| Taken: | 13 June 2004 near Yorktown, Texas | |
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| Camera: | Olympus C200Z | |
| Exposure: | ISO 141 | |
| 12.5mm, 0 EV | ||
| f4.1 | ||
| 1/500 |
Photo Information
| Taken: | 18 August 2006 13:52 near Yorktown, Texas | |
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| Camera: | Cannon Rebel XT / EF-S 18-55mm lens | |
| Exposure: | ISO 100 | |
| 5.6mm, 0 EV | ||
| f5.6 | ||
| 1/400 |
Backstory
Long ago—before there was rural electric distribution—people used to live in this house. I never knew them, but Dad grew up on the farm “next door.” This house was the “Gus Turk Place,” named after the landowner. Dad tells stories of how he thought Mrs. Turk was his aunt. When he mentioned it to her one day, she replied, “I’m not?”
The Turks planted those walnut trees to give some shade in the summer. Dad was just a kid then. Now look how tall they are. I’m not sure when the water tank was added. It collected rainwater from the roof that the Turks used for bathing and drinking. Now, it’s a rusted-out hulk, too.
Anyway, I pleaded with him for years after he bought the place to preserve the house. But all he wanted to use it for was a barn. So deferred maintenance eventually took its toll. First, the roof started leaking. Then a large hole collapsed. Finally, the house was no longer usable even as just a barn.
Last year, Chris pushed the house down and buried it.
—25 March 2012
