I think there has been a decline in the respect given to the property of others. When I was a child in the 60's, my parents and the parents of all my friends were strict about teaching us not to cut across the lawns of others. When I raised my children, I taught them the same rule. They obeyed (at least when I was watching), but thought I was crazy because none of their friends had parents who enforced that rule. When trick-or-treating at Halloween, I was taught to stay on the sidewalk while walking to doors, not across the lawn. Today I see parents actually leading their children across the lawns of others, because it's quicker and easier. I've seen parents let their children go into the unfenced yard of someone they don't know, and the parents stand and watch while the child plays on the swing set or tire swing. It's like the lack of a fence makes it public property, or that their child is so special s/he should never be denied anything. After shopping, too many people just abandon their shopping cart in the parking lot, rather than returning it to the store or placing it in the cart storage space. I know these are little things, and maybe I'm making a bit deal of nothing. But if it's nothing, then why not return the cart, stay on the sidewalk, etc? It is the little things, the things we do when no one is looking, that reveals our character. If we want to be trusted in big things, we have to demonstrate that we can be trusted in small things. With abandoned buildings, it seems like many people think it is okay to destroy them because they're not in use anyway--forgetting that the building is still owned by somebody, that perhaps it could be used again (either as a whole or in salvaged parts removed unharmed from the building), and that craftsmen years ago worked hard to make the items so thoughtlessly destroyed.
I thought of razor blades, too, when I saw this photo (vmc's comment, as I understand it with my very limited French "The stairs and the cut-out openings give the appearance of razor blades.") I also think they look a little like imaginary creatures from Dr. Seuss, people being blown about in a wind storm while carrying other creatures on their heads.
I agree it is sad but hey you can always try to buy it an make something of it....get a group as well...it's what i hope to do with abandonded beauties like this
I live near the Salesian School and they have made the area into a park: so how the picture was taken - - - In the back there's two sections (one on each end) that juts out. So one would just have to lean over the edge and take a picture.
Dude. I wish I had crayons and paper. I could totally draw you a picture that was so much clearer.
I just found this sight & started to cry ! I worked @ the Pines with Hank Leids in the early 80's for 2 summers & during the holidays. I look @ the pictures & remember so much life there, I spent the summers in a cabana by the pool & sometimes in "The Ritz" building. I once accidentally cracked my boss's ribs (Hank) while playing. It was written on the wall of the Ritz lobby; "Hank Leids, If you're fool enough to follow" !