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the ending was as unplanned as it was predictable
I was driving on a remote road in the Texas Panhandle when I spotted this abandoned farmhouse. Because the terrain was flat and the house was so big, I saw it for a while before I got to it. I debated stopping to photograph the place – I was on my way to the first day of a photographic journey and had a lot of project-related things to shoot before the sun went down. But I did stop, and it was worth it. As always when I see places like this, I was mystified at the things that had been left behind by the last occupants. This sofa did not make the cut, for reasons that will always remain unknown.
Deaf Smith County, Texas
photographed 10.9.2021
broken
Out in the middle of Guthrie County (which is itself close to the middle of nowhere), there’s an out-of-business building. My best guess is that it was a restaurant-convenience store (and maybe a liquor store, too); it’s all gone to ruins now which is of course why I stopped to look around. The drive there had been foggy and I was hoping to be able to photograph it barely visible through the mist. However, the fog lifted just before I got there; otherwise, though, I wouldn’t have had this light slanting across the broken plate.
Guthrie County, Texas
photographed 11.14.2021
in memory of the lost ones
I’d lived in this part of Texas for a long time before I learned that there had been a WWII-era POW camp in Hereford, Texas. During the period between 1943 and 1946, over 5,000 Italian POWs were detained at the camp. This camp was the largest POW camp in the United States. The prisoners worked agriculture jobs, mostly, although a few of them worked painting the interiors of the Catholic church in nearby Umbarger. (Here’s more information on the camp.)
Five prisoners died at the camp; other prisoners built this chapel in their memory.
Hereford, Texas
photographed 10.8.2021




