A few years ago, I took a picture of the inside of Miss Teen’s house in Gibson. This was her kitchen, where she made chicken spaghetti. The only bathroom in the house was off the kitchen – probably because it was an addition.
Miss Teen was an old woman who was friends with my granny. Her husband died years before she did. Because they were childless, she lived alone in this house and spent a lot of time on the front porch watching the world go by.
The house was a shotgun shack, and there was nothing fancy about it. One room flowed into the next. Most of the rooms had a bed in them.
I always liked Miss Teen’s house because of the details. Look at those beautiful columns in the kitchen. I had to stick my phone through a broken window pane to get this shot. Now I’m glad that I did. The house was torn down recently after sitting abandoned for decades.
A lot of old houses in small towns are disappearing across Louisiana. Beautiful carpentry disappears with them.
From my high school humanities class, I know that Miss Teen’s house was a shotgun shack. It wasn’t a narrow shotgun shack like you’ll find in New Orleans. This was a wider house with Queen Anne trim. However, if you fired a shotgun through the front door, the bullet still would go through the house and out the back door in a straight line.
Look at the high ceilings! It’s such a shame that this beauty is gone.
If you’re like me and you’re fascinated by the beautiful bones of old buildings, visit the Facebook page for abandoned Louisiana and Mississippi: https://www.facebook.com/groups/1861783194060956/
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I’m trying to find out the identity of the people in the header.
They are my family
An acquaintance of mine is under the impression she is related to the people in the top left corner. Are these individuals Meche’s or Carriere’s by chance?
No. They’re my grandparents.