Mom told me a few of the things that happened there but made it clear she'd not tell me everything that happened there.
For myself personally the weirdest thing I've seen is when I was first married and closed on my 1st home. I was very close to my uncle Freddie when I was little and he was KIA in Vietnam, in 1967...this is important later on. I was alone downstairs in the finished basement. There wasn't so much as a picture on the wall I mean this house was completely empty. In a side laundry room that had nothing in it at all, and the only item in the whole house that wasn't attached lay in the middle of the floor. It was a rolled up poster with rubber band, unrolled it was a collage style about Vietnam. It had huey helicopters, soldiers, rice paddy scenes in watercolors. In the middle was a section of the Vietnam memorial with about 30 names....guess whose name was in the direct center of those 30 names..my uncle freddie. It made my hair stand straight up.