If you subscribe to this blog you’re probably surprised to see a post since it’s been quite a while since the last one. Even though there’s been a lot of work done on the house, I haven’t posted any updates for a variety of reasons not the least of which is that the family and I had to temporarily relocate out of the country from June of 2014. The house has still been in process however, and I’ll be making a few updates to the blog soon.
That being said, as it so happens the below posted letter to Edgar Haun was recently found by some of his descendants who were happy to have some insight into the life of their younger grandfather. They were kind enough to send the attached picture of Thomas and Alice Haun (Edgar’s parents), who owned the Mee House from 1913-1944.
We’ve attributed many “modern” improvements to the Hauns through some assuptions and some secondhand knowledge – their time there seeing what was likely the first major renovation of the property. Not the least of which were the addition of the front porch as it stands today (most likely the house had a much smaller or no front porch when originally constructed), and electric lighting. During some recent ceiling work, I took my first good look at a couple of the light fixtures on the first floor and it seems to me that they’re quite possibly the original fixtures that were installed when the house was first electrified in the late teens or early twenties. I’d like to imagine that the Alice pictured below got to choose the lights that are still in use at the house today almost one hundred years later, as well as some of the uncovered wallpapers which will be featured in a later post.
Thomas and Alice Haun
The following is a letter found behind the doorframe of a closet in the house. It is presumably to Edgar Haun, one of the five children of the Haun family who lived in the house from 1913-1944.
May 30, 1921
My Dearest Edgar,
I wonder how you are today. I am about half sick and have been in bed most all day.
I got home last night and was not disappointed for I got what I was expecting – a fuss as usual.
They have been trying to find out if I was with you yesterday. The answer I gave them back was a plenty for they didn’t know any more than before.
Edgar, I will never forget you. Although we can’t be together my love for you will be the same and when you come back to me I will still be the same little girl.
I am glad we had that bad luck last night but don’t tell Bula. Was you surprised when you found out I was out there?
When are you going to be leaving for school? Hate to see you go. Would give anything to be with you before you go away but I guess it is impossible.
I can never forget last night. That was the dearest hour I have ever spent with you was with my last.
Edgar, I don’t know what I will do since I can’t be with you. Go crazy I guess. For there isn’t another boy I like even as a friend. Snyder called at noon and I didn’t go to the phone for I didn’t have any desire what ever to talk to him. It was a plenty what they said to me about it and I don’t give G.D.
Dear, Bula said something about us going somewhere Sunday and taking our supper, will it be so you can go?
When Old Tyrant gets your letter I will tell you what he has to say about it. He is trying to get my mail but don’t think he will succeed.
Edgar, everybody is doing their best to get us to quit. But don’t worry, me no one will ever get me to change my mind for I love you and can never forget you. When you went with George I was the bluest girl in the world and why did you treat me that way?
Sweetheart, I am anxiously awaiting for the time to come for you to take me away from this terrible place. My life here is one long day of _____. I had much rather be the poorest girl in the world and have you as for it to be this way.
Edgar, when you call out here have the operator to ask for me, I will call you every time I can.
I am so hot and sick I can’t write any longer. Hope to see you before you go away.
Even though we didn’t find anything of value as we had hoped, there were a few items found during the dig that are worth mentioning. There were basically three categories of crawlspace dirt that was removed: topsoil, hard-pack clay, and the “trash pit”. Both the topsoil layer and the hard-pack clay are pretty self-explanatory. The top soil layer was on the surface as well as around the foundation and footings where it had been dug out to lay the brick originally. The hard pack clay was what filled most of space under the house and had not been disturbed even when the house was being built. The trash pit is about a 5 foot diameter area under the original kitchen which contains mostly broken glass and some animal bones. Dad started pulling out pieces of bottles, jars, and kitchen ware from the pit when he first started going under the house as a boy. Unfortunately nothing whole or all that interesting has come out of there yet, but we also haven’t dug to the bottom of it. As to why it’s there, the best I can figure is either they wanted to get any broken glass out of the way and so tossed it into the crawlspace from the cellar which was easily accessible, or possibly that it was there before that wing of the house had been built. We’ve always assumed the wing of the house was built some time later after the main house was built and there had been an outdoor kitchen prior to that. So to have a trash-pit in that area which was then built over would not have been unusual. In the few pictures below there are a few glass items from the trash pit, a couple random lost objects from the topsoil, and then some very round stones found in the clay (there were actually about half a dozen of them total) which my daughter is convinced are dinosaur bones. There was also a piece of melted glass located a couple feet below the surface for which we have no explaination.
The most notable item we found was a Native American celt, which is a stone fashioned into a blade used to remove the skin of an animal. It is in very good condition and was found not too deep in the hard pack clay. Dad has found several Native American items around on the farm, but this is definitely the best quality item of anything he’s found.
After over 600 man hours worth of moving 3600 cubic feet of dirt the “Big Dig” is finally over! We were hoping to find enough buried treasure to finance the rest of the renovation, unfortunately it didn’t happen. But we now have the benefit of more accessible crawl spaces and a basement area for the new heating, cooling, and plumbing systems.
No floors, no closets, no ceiling, nothing left to loose!
Since we had cleared out and were about to gut the one room which had housed the farm office since the 50’s, I thought I should probably make Dad an office somewhere else. We had considered the corn crib, but Mother Nature ruled that out for us with the tornado (she’s not very subtle). I also needed to have an office space ready for the wife when we came down so she could continue to financially support this renovation. The logical choice was the old slave’s quarters which, I thought, wouldn’t need much to get it safe and suitable…
Alot still need to be done, but it’s functional and we need to focus on where we’re actually going to live!