We had driven down a few years ago as well, so I knew she had fallen into disrepair. I expected this time to find she had been bulldozed. However, there she was. She had progressed from "disrepair" to "rotting." She has perhaps reached the point of no return.
She was beautiful once. She is even, in her way, beautiful now.
You could buy her, and the failed factory they built across the driveway from her. This photo is from the factory's photo album.
There she sits with just our memories.
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You're right about her having her own beauty. We love old houses, fixer-uppers, although perhaps she HAS gone past that. In any case, good for you for visiting her.
i did that awhile back, visiting my old first grade country school, looked in the window and just absolutely deja vu peering in and seeing the little seats us kids used to sit in and the sheet music strewn eerywhere...these are historical markers and a goldmine of sentimentality....walking around the playground; amazing...thank goodness that i heard some people are going to try to "bring it back..."
i hope , you find that it isnt hopeless to bring at least a part of it back...i think doing stuff like that enriches your life, memories coming back to life...
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