After a brief confrontation with the adult son of the owner of the house next door (who wanted to know what I was doing), I went about my business getting the shots I wanted.
First, I went in the front door (or where the front door would have been if there was one). I had seen this view from the highway for many years and it was fairly exciting to walk right in.
Entering the house from the back was an impossibility, due to thick brush and years of debris which accumulated behind the house (below).
Here are a few random shots (below).
Reluctant to leave, I re-entered the house and tried to imagine what it was like living there. Here's the view looking out a front window onto Colorado Avenue.
All in all, it's a sad end to a historic house that played an important role in Underground Railroad history.
I sure wish some archaeological team was allowed to dig around the foundation of this house before its past is covered up with that new dollar store.