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At least there’s a place to sit
This place was a treasure of randomness. That tree growing in what used to be (before the roof fell apart) indoors. The upended sofa. The tires. The phone on the wall (which maybe has to direct connection with the phone booth, which is just across the street?). And that chair, providing both a place to sit and a measure of security with its placement in front of the door.
And, the best part? There’s even more that I couldn’t get into the shot! Perhaps a subsequent post will take care of that. You just never know…
Danbury, Nebraska
photographed 8.31.2014
The last phone booth
I thought I’d found the last phone booth! But it turned out to be (at best) the next-to-the-last phone booth, because there was one just like this in the very next town.
Both phones had dial tones (if you are old enough to even know what that means), but I don’t know where the quarters went.
Danbury, Nebraska
photographed 8.31.2014
(Also, because I feel the need to be honest here on the blog, I did hang the receiver up the right way after I checked for a dial tone. It seemed like the right thing to do.)
Window shopping, #1
Well, to be fair, in addition to peering through the windows of empty buildings, I also look at regular window displays.
If you can call this one “regular.”
Kearney, Nebraska
photographed 8.30.2014
The things left behind
Yes, I do look in windows of abandoned buildings. How else will I know what’s inside? Like this place. Unless I’d looked inside (and made a photo while I was at it), how else could I have possibly known that there had apparently been some sort of an insect infestation there toward the end, when everything important was being packed up?
That’s important to know.
Loup City, Nebraska
photographed 8.30.2014
9 windows
My road trip took me to Hastings, Nebraska, where I got to see my pal Brett Erickson. I’ve known Brett for a few years now, and follow his blog. In all that time, and in all those images, I don’t recall that I’ve ever seen any photos of Hastings.
Maybe he didn’t want me to disclose this information, but I was able to find some old buildings while I was in town. Like this place, with those nine windows that caught my attention.
Oh, and just a word of advice here. If you are in Nebraska and it’s a football weekend and everyone from sales clerks to waiters to just random people on the street want to talk football, just go along with it. It’s a lot easier for everyone involved. Never mind how I figured that out.
Hastings, Nebraska
photographed 8.30.2014
