This was the house I grew up in, located in rural Maryland. The
property was zoned industrial, so the house could not be sold as a
residence. The foundation was crumbling and the walls were
cracking, and no one lived there any more. The Party People were
taking it over, vandalizing and trashing it. Rather than see an
old friend suffer that humiliation, we decided to make a clean end of
it. This was in the mid 1970's. The fire department would
burn down old houses without charge for a training exercise. I
doubt that would be possible today with current environmental laws.
One last night in the old place
Firetrucks arrive in the morning
Windows are already popping from the heat at this point, and no flames
are yet visible
This was as close to the heat as I could stand it. Unfortunately
this was the fatal blow for the grand old oak next to the house.
They are hosing it to keep the flames from getting too high.
This is nearly the identical view to the 4th photo above.
How it looks today. The old house was located somewhere near the
center of the Soccer Dome.