More and more vintage and historical homes are being demolished every day so that people can build their McMansions, parking lots, or worse yet~ the dreaded strip mall.
Here is one I just found out about. It is just absolutely sickening. I assume nothing was salvaged, not even those gorgeous stained glass windows.
Can you imagine?! They paid 10 million dollars for the home and then they tore it down. Un-friggin believable!!!
Here is another case~This is a sad story any way you look at it; for the owners, cats, neighbors, and of course the home. Why didn't someone interviene for the owner's well-being if it was so bad? Instead they let him live in filth and then took his home.
I have seen two darling homes dozed in my town within the last few months. One was "zoned commercial" so we know what that means, the other I'm not sure why it was torn down. The "commercial" house was very charming, dating to the 30's I'd say. Just a little stoop at the front door, but there was an arched wooden awning over top. Firefighters had used the home for practice. I knew it wouldn't last long, and I was just thinking I should take some photos. But I was too late. I should go to the courthouse and see if I can get a photo.
The other home was a cute yellow Victorian with a curved wrap around porch. Sadly, no pics of that one either.
Shortly after we moved into our home, I learned that the house caddy-corner to us was slated for demolition. The bank which faced the home's back yard owned the property and they wanted a larger parking lot. Hmpf.
This home had a cute curved porch, a darling round attic window, and a bright red door. Some local contractors I know were able to salvage much architecture from the home, thank goodness. This is not always the case. Too bad it was not the right design for my house! We could've used more window and door trim. I'm just so glad they got it, there were pocket doors too.
Sorry for the quality as these are scans, but they should enlarge if you click on them.
It was cold and snowing they day the house was dozed. I usually love to watch it snow. But that I day I watched a loved one being destoyed as I sat at the bottom of my staircase and looked out my window... and cried.
It's erie how you can look through the front doors that lead to a pile of rubble.
Here is a site to help keep our old houses and buildings alive. Maybe you can save one that's dear to you.
I'm also including this link about eminent domain abuse and your rights.