Hey Kids,

Driving through the countryside, I see abandoned houses slowly melting back into forgotten history.

I wonder how they got to be like that.cbe372c403d1a5c4c0c465f54c0b960a

What happens to a home to make it no longer a home? How does a person walk out the door and never return. Did he or she know they would be the last resident?

I wonder if memories remain. Is there anybody who still remembers living in the house? Does the house still remember the people that lived within it?

I can’t recover the history, but by noting the buildings as I see them, I feel I somehow pay my respects.

And somehow that makes the abandoned home a little less abandoned.


Day 190

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