In the 40's this was a haunted house. The couple that owned this house were put in an asylum and there son was lost in the war. At time the city could nothing. I remember walking by the house as it started to decay. Their Packard convertible just sat out in front of the garage, just rusting away. The over grown trees and shrubs really made it look scary. When I was twelve years old I walked into the open house. The house had been visited by most of the young boys (and most likely by a lot of adults). The best part was no one took anything out of the house. When things stared to disappearthe police stopped the visiting. In the 60's the owners passed away and the house was sold. I wounder were the ghosts are now.
