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To: Ilaine who wrote (14950)	12/6/1998 1:10:00 AM
From: JF Quinnelly	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

Sadly, there is nothing left of the old house but memories. The staircase was made of wood. I think what I remember best is the high ceilings, the transom windows, the clawfoot tubs. I was only 10 the last time I saw the house. My sister would have been 14, I'll have to ask her what she remembers. I don't recall any ceiling fans; what I do remember is all the old ladies waving around those paper hand-fans, the one's with funeral parlor ads on them. Seems to me I saw those same fans in the movie The Apostle. Gave me a chuckle seeing those old fans. My dad's first cousin, a big man who looked a bit like LBJ, owned a second home in a stand of pines, out on a lake, where we would sometimes stay. The lake house was on farmland that had been in the family since before the Civil War; in fact, it's the farm where my grandmother had been born in 1876. The house she grew up in was still there, although it was then vacant. It was a chinked-log structure with large rooms on both sides of a breezeway. It was built in 1848, right after the Old Southwest Territory had opened up. There weren't any nails to be had when the house was built, so instead dowels were used. They also built the kitchen as a separate structure, so that if it caught fire the whole house wouldn't burn down. Sherman's Army came through Meridian, it was a railroad hub, and the Union troops were going to burn the log house down. The officer in charge of the detail learned that my great-grandfather was a Mason, as was the officer, so he spared the house. Today one of my cousins lives in a modern home that has been built around the old log home, incorporating it into its structure. The old logs are exposed so that you can still see them.