![]() ![]() Jimmy is definitely excited to show us the place. ![]() The main floor, where you enter the house, has been set up as a museum. Their kitchen and living area is the basement and then they sleep in the bedrooms on the top floor. His youngest son is there and so is his wife. We get up to the house and Jimmy welcomes us in. ![]() Looking back at that short ride, I now see that he was a little freaked out at the thought of going to the house and he was basically trying to convince himself that he had no reason to be scared. While I'm in the truck with Brian, he starts going off about how people think that Jimmy's house is haunted but that he doesn't believe in any of that shit, how Irish folks don't buy all that ghost stuff, etc., etc. We all decide that it would be pretty cool to see some history up close, so we get into the trucks and head down the road. So early one evening, we are all hanging out at the hunting lodge, eating dinner, shooting 22s off the front porch, etc., when the guy who ran the outfitter (I'll call him John) drives up and asks us if we want to go see Jimmy's House (which is the Lockett Farmhouse). He knew that I had zero experience hunting and that we were out there way too late in the season to find any birds, but he tried his hardest to make the trip fun. ![]() My hunting guide was an old, Irish-American, chain-smoking sailor (Navy or Coast Guard, I forget) named Brian. The sons ran the dairy farm and had landscaping business and stuff like that - I got to meet Jimmy and the two younger sons while I was there. The patriarch of the family was a guy named Jimmy and he had three sons, probably in their late 20s to early 30s. Obviously the house has been renovated, but they made the main floor into a mini-museum and the family lived on the second floor and in the basement. I don't recall the family's name, but they are the descendants of the Locketts and still live in the bullet-riddled farmhouse.Picture #11 above shows the sign outside the house and refers to the house's use as a field hospital. I also did not know that the guy who ran the outfitter had a personal connection with the family who still lived on on Lockett's Farm. I had never heard of Sailor's Creek, nor did I know that the hunting lodge was near historic grounds. In May of that year, I booked a turkey hunting trip with an outfitter down near Farmville. This will be a long post but it is rare that I get to share this experience with anyone. I didn't know the history of the place but it turned out to be one of the most memorable experiences of my entire life. ![]()
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