When we first moved here (to Missouri) we saw the house when we were on a ride. There was someone living there. I used to be spooked every time I rode by there because I always thought it was kind of a spooky place. And then one day I just got past and heard a terrible racket. And I couldn’t get away from there fast enough. Jamie wasn’t scared, but I was. My neighbor Karen wanted to go back up there and see what it was. I didn’t much want to go back up there. They found a buzzard’s nest.

Last time Rhonda and Bob rode by they said the house was gone. The buzzard wasn’t there either.

The original picture didn’t have the buzzard. That came off of another picture from the Internet.