I dropped everything, grabbed my cameras and went out to the house. My wife and I wandered around inside, looking for any mementos that we could find.
|The Panther farmhouse in its better days|
When we met up with the Panther family later that week, I gave the crucifix to my aunt and she was very appreciative. It was just a tiny little thing, maybe 3 inches long, and made of plastic with the silver chrome-looking coating on the surface. It was one of those things that she probably didn't even notice any more since it was so small and insignificant that she saw every day of her adult life. Once she realized what it was, she was incredibly happy.
While looking around the upstairs of the home, I heard a semi tractor truck pull up. I looked outside and saw the crane being pulled behind it. It was such an odd feeling. Here I was, inside the home my grandparents and my aunt and uncle raised their children in. The actual house my mother was born in, and the crane that would tear it to the ground had just arrived.
Talking to my mother, my aunts and my cousins, they all agreed that I should not post photos or video of the destruction on any public site. If you would like to see any photos or video of the destruction, let me know. I may decide to post it somewhere but not publicly. I would also need a guarantee from anyone that wants it to not share it with anyone else.
|The Union Pacific train depot in Columbus, Nebraska in its better days|
|The Union Pacific depot in Columbus in recent years|
Here is a video of the last of the depot coming to the ground.
Time marches on. Heck, today is my last day at an employer that I've worked at for over fifteen years. Time to move on to bigger and better things. They call it progress. Still, it makes you stop, take a look around and appreciate the things in your life right now. Do it today.