I met a guy named Nick today. I saw this pretty building covered in ivy and I pulled over to take a picture of it, and he was there tearing the rocks away. I asked him why he was doing that and he said he was taking the 150-something-year-old parts of the building to sell to people who wanted to build something new. He told me about his antique shop in Heber Springs, about his cool findings in attics of these places that he "renovates", and how much he enjoys history and whatnot. He's a neat guy.
This building used to be a store run by the Crocket brothers, he told me. Being quite in the middle of nowhere, I can imagine all of the community ties the owners had through this place.