Say you are on a trip. In Missouri. With no real destination other than generally getting from St. Louis to Kansas City. And say you happen to notice on the map (because you are like that, preferring actual, paper maps over a GPS) a town called Frankenstein.

Of course you have to go!

And say, on your way through Frankenstein, you notice a big church (Our Lady, Help of Christians, as it turns out) with a playground and a graveyard beside it. You have to stop.

And, because you saw the town on the map and the church in the town, you also saw this: a caretaker’s hut, built of brick to match the church, with a white door held closed by a board.

It was a great trip.

Frankenstein, Missouri

photographed 6.2006