I'm a fan of urban exploration. In Maine we have many old farmhouses that are rarely visited even once per year. During one of my walks I came across a 1790s cape and in looking in the windows I saw an old jeep in the barn.
I also noticed that the roof was leaking and the place was in tough shape. I wrote a letter to the landowner and although I never heard back the roof was fixed and the house stabilized shortly thereafter.
Fast forward a decade. One day in the mail was received an offer from the owners son saying his father was not well and they wanted to offload the house and the land. We purchased it, and along with the deal...came the jeep.....an origional 1945 untouched WW2 jeep with matching trailer that was purchased by the owner out of a crate. For me...it was the cache of a lifetime.
I also noticed that the roof was leaking and the place was in tough shape. I wrote a letter to the landowner and although I never heard back the roof was fixed and the house stabilized shortly thereafter.
Fast forward a decade. One day in the mail was received an offer from the owners son saying his father was not well and they wanted to offload the house and the land. We purchased it, and along with the deal...came the jeep.....an origional 1945 untouched WW2 jeep with matching trailer that was purchased by the owner out of a crate. For me...it was the cache of a lifetime.