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It’s been twelve or thirteen years since I met a girl named Kayla who lived way out in the Madison County country. She worked at Red Lobster in town and had a crappy old car, so I gave her a ride every now and then. The first evening, I couldn’t help but notice the enormous barn that towered behind her house. It was like nothing I’d ever seen! Unfortunately, I recently found that the crazy structure had been demolished. I’m glad I snapped a photo when I did.

Details are hazy, but I think Kayla lived in a second-story apartment above the farmhouse her grandparents shared. I met her grandpa, a retired doctor, just once. From what I gathered, he’d left medicine years earlier and moved to Florida. “Doc” eventually came back to rural Madison County when his elderly mother needed care. At the same time, he turned his attention towards the family farm. 

Back in the 1920s, that farm was part of 370 acres owned by G.E. Adams. Richland Township’s District 2 school, known as Wesley Chapel, sat at the southeastern corner of the lot¹. My friend’s family eventually acquired some of the property, which spanned about nine acres² when I first visited.

I asked Kayla about the barn the next time we hung out, but it was clear I was far more fascinated by it than she was. Almost in passing, Kayla mentioned that her dad had built it and that the ground floor was designed as a pull-through for RVs. I can’t remember talking about the barn again. We never went inside during our short-lived acquaintance, and I’ve always regretted it.

I had so many questions that went unanswered. For starters, I wondered if the barn had multiple floors. It had to, since there was no way something that massive was just a hollow shell! Were the stories finished? I doubted it, but part of me hoped so. What about those mismatched windows? Each one felt like a clue that hinted at something just out of reach. Then there was the cupola. I used to wonder what you’d see if you climbed up there and looked out. Trees and fields, I bet, but still- seeing them would have been cool.

To me, there’s something about the mystery of an enclosed space that makes it far more interesting than a place that lacks the confines four walls provide. An open field or forest might be beautiful, but a sealed room sparks curiosity. Kayla’s family barn forced me to imagine and to wonder. Eventually, it led me to dig deeper.

I wound up tracking down a record from the Madison County Assessor claiming that Kayla’s barn was built in 1948³. Unfortunately, there was no way that date was accurate. Aerial imagery showed an older barn that once stood on the property, and I suspect that’s the one the assessor had logged. The towering structure that caught my eye didn’t appear until around 2004. That timeline lined up with Kayla’s memories.

Unfortunately, Kayla and I fell out of touch pretty quickly. Aside from our enjoyment of Cool Ranch Doritos, we didn’t have much in common! That’s fine, but I often passed her family’s barn as I wandered the backroads. Miles from any main drag, it was a landmark that I couldn’t forget. I saw it a couple of times over the past few years, long after Kayla’s grandpa had retired to Florida again and passed away.

Eventually, the farm changed hands and the barn became forlorn. It’d been a few years since I’d been by, but it was gone last time I drove past.  I swear I took some other pictures of it in passing, but I can’t find them. Now, there’s nothing but a patch of dirt where that barn once stood. The old farm features a bare patch of land and the whisper of something that used to be there. 

It’s strange how a place tied to such a brief moment in your life can leave such a lasting impression. I didn’t know Kayla for very long and I barely even met her family, but their barn became a fixture in my mental map of the world. I’m grateful I caught a quick photo before it disappeared, even if I never stepped inside. Some places don’t need long stories to matter. Sometimes, just passing by is enough.

Sources Cited
1 Plat book of Madison County, Indiana (1938). W.W. Hixson & Company [Rockford]. Map. 
2 Madison County Office of Information & GIS Services. (2025). Parcel ID: 48-07-07-100-001.000-029. Madison County, Indiana Assessor. map, Anderson, IN. 
3 (See footnote 2).