The middle missile launcher, as seen from the roof of its neighbor.
Imagine the voice of an entitled White suburban mother. She’s now talking about oral hygiene in the “urban” (Black) schools.
The sign that greets visitors to the ghost town of Colmor. Nothing says ‘welcome’ like birdshot.
Where the approach meets the dock.
A facade that tells the story of demolition and neglect. The sign on the garage door indicates that if one finds themselves there, that they enter the buildings at their own risk. If only property owners in the US took this philosophy!
A shuttered house at the end of the block doesn’t even have boards on it anymore.
The stone chapel sits beside the main house and received a particularly heavy dose of gothic architectural touches.
A look at another “Belt-o-Vator”. I like the sign.
As photographed from a cement piling for Slip #3 poured in 1935, disconnected from land by erosion. How do I know the date? A pair of steamship engineers carved their initials and ranks into the wet cement!