My parents actually sold this house about 15 years ago or so. It was a really nice house when we had it, but the new owners didn't do much-if any-maintance, and it slipped into icksville pretty quickly. The house was built originally in the early 1900's. The big sqare piece was the original house, in the back was a stable that was eventually combined with the main body of the house. There was a huge crawlspace in between the first and second floor and I'm sure once the fire got into that it just went everywhere. The siding is slate and kept the fire sort of under control. Apparently, it was a huge fire and no one can live there right now. I don't think the new owners have money to fix it, so I am waiting for it to be condemed. That will just break my heart.
I called my brother before sending him the pictures because I knew this was upset him as much as it upset me. He really wanted to buy this house from my parents just to keep it in the family, but our town really doesn't have anyway to support what my brother does for a living. Besides, it's not that great of a house, it just has a lot of our family memories. We can think about our family and our memories just about anywhere.