Posted in favorites, my life, tagged arthur, Austin, chicago, christmas, cinque terre, france, Gary, halloween, italy, lake, Maisons Laffitte, mechanical bull, michigan, months, New Years Day, notre dame, paris, photos, Resolutions, texas, white christmas, years on January 1, 2010 |
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January – Maisons Laffitte under snow.
February – He who jumps off bridges in Paris is in Seine.
March – Arthur leaps skyward.
April – Cinque Terre, Italy. Hiking… it’s only walking… for 7 hours. Bring proper footwear and a bottle of water.
May – Sunset over North Lake, Grand Junction, Michigan.
June – Late night lights on the expressway, Chicago.
July – Urban spelunking, Gary, Indiana.
August – Bean time, Chicago.
September – Welcome to the new bookshop, Austin, Texas.
October – Dim lights for Halloween.
November – This caused injury. Most initiations do.
December – Five days of a white Christmas. New Years Day in short sleeves.
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Posted in places, tagged couch, Gary, ruins on November 10, 2009 |
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Gary, Indiana, Michael Jackson’s birth place, was once one of the most thriving cities in America. It was a steel town and its fortunes rose with the steel boom that made our cities’ skylines what they are today. After a decade of prosperity, with rising competition and falling profits, US Steel, the town’s main plant, began laying off workers.
Families left town and then more lay offs. The downtown area now looks like this.
Pictured here is the interior of the Palace Theater (facade pictured up top). I had to crawl in through a hole in the alley way and the whole place was almost pitch black. I took this with a 30 second shutter.
I went in alone and I honestly have never had that many chills. My heart pounding was the only thing that seemed louder than the pigeon flying over head.
A few blocks away, the City Methodist Church, once housed 4,000 parishioners.
Now, God is taking his house back.
It’s important to give yourself a good spook every now and then and remember how transient our time here is. If, in a few decades our strongest structures are this far down the line toward rubble, imagine how our triumphant cities would look if untouched for hundreds or even thousands of years. What will there be left of us in a few millennia?
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