Once a happy and full of life ancestral home now sits like a ghost house. So many generations of relatives once lived here including my dad and myself. Now the hallways echoes in deafening silence and at night the ghosts of the dead probably praying to be remembered. I passed by the house one time. As much as there are happy memories, the pain and heartaches are just as great and better left undisturbed. Yes, every old house in this town has their stories to tell that will put any soap opera to shame.