Nathan and Leta McWilliams lived here. The pond was a pay pond where people came to fish.

There's Grandpa Nathan's old yellow Toyota truck! I remember riding all around the ponds with him in that thing, with the radio blasting. Miss him and summer's spent fishing with Grandpa, mopeding, Grandma Leta making me Swanson chicken patties and catfish fish fry, hanging out with cousins, the little dixie cup dispenser in the bathroom, eating from the garden, the super squeaky linoleum floor, staring at the pictures of all of my relatives in the living room, catching flies on the compost pile for my praying mantis's, (avoiding yellow jackets on said compost pile), swinging on the rusty swing set, exploring their old house full of bikes. So many memories!