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KarlF, the "Old House" as we call it, still stands. It still has two prong outlets, but not every room even has outlets in it, and plaster walls that hold that sort of musty smell I can't get enough of. My grandmother's going to be 102 come January and still lives right next door and I guarantee if anyone so much as hinted at tearing it down she's be out there in her walker delivering some pain with that wooden spoon she disciplined me with when I took all the beach plumbs off her shrub for ammo to throw at cars on 28.
Maybe I'll see if I can't get the old man to make copies of some of the old salt works pictures from that area he's got. That, that whole business went on in that area and how they did it is another pretty fascinating topic.
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