Motts, I saw something similar while solo exploring Dever about 10 years ago. I walked into a pitch black bathroom, and someone strung up a Annie (CPR) doll from a noose, fully clothed. I almost called it a day after that but ran into some other photographers. It was creepy, even for someone who's been exploring for many years..
I was there in Lyman about 1958 or 1959. In overlook cottage. Trying to find the place now, looks from info so far not much history of the place left unfortunately
It makes me so happy whenever I see one of the buildings you've photographed has been rehabilitated. Honestly, these buildings all feel like they've got their own sort of spirit now, and a story to tell. Alive in the way that only really old structures can be.
It makes me really happy when that's not just knocked down, but instead given another life and a new story to tell, hopefully for someone else in the far future to find and document!
(Though, I do understand why a lot of buildings are knocked down. Safety and such is really important, but it's still kinda sad to see em go.)
My Grandparents lived a short distance from here, just off Lyman St. They're house was built in 1766. I used to ride my horse through the streets at Lyman School and around Big Chauncy as well as Little Chauncy Lakes. The facility was still in use back then and it was called Lyman School for Boys. Interesting reading the history...
It is kinda a shame someone didn't send that off to be preserved and placed on a museum wall. But in a way you preserved a memory of it, wonder what happened to it after you left?
Nice shot, Motts! Yeah the fence is there for a reason, looks sketchy. And that's the thing that makes me want to see it all, to know what inside... And the trees and shrubs framed around it, like they would devour the building before modern machines gave it a thought.
I have door knobs a lot like this at my house. It was built in the 1870's. Even the hinges on my doors are ornate. Sad that level of decor is no more . . .
Horrid rumors started to circulate during the 1950's.
Anyone who dared to speak up was found dead.
Cause of death was labeled accidental suicide by misadventure.
The gears are turning in someone's head.
Someone is formulating a moneymaking horror film.