While setting up my booth for the Azalea Festival on Saturday April 18th, I spotted the best old house.  It had everything going for it: massive size, rundown, and all indications that it was once a gorgeous site.  This house demanded my exploration.  Apparently, the town uses it for a haunted house around Halloween.  Faux cobwebs draped the porch ceiling.  Danger! Caution signs were posted.  I need to know the history here.  It’s in Pickens, SC, directly behind Main Street.

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