I can’t help but think of the people who once grabbed the wheel and tooled down the road, sailed across vast waters, hopped a bus, or took to the rail. To work, to school, to the grocery, to Christmas dinner with the family. I wonder where my first car, an old green Dodge Polara with a dirty white vinyl top, is now. It was huge and ugly, but it got me where I needed to go for several years. It had a serious issue with overheating that no mechanic could ever solve. The only recourse was to drive with the heat on high, year-round. It was a killer in Indiana through July and August every year. I wonder, did someone resolve that issue and restore the car? Or more likely, is it slowly rusting into nothingness in a junkyard somewhere in central Indiana? I’ll never know and it doesn’t really matter. All these vehicles mattered to someone at some time, but no longer.
This is way too cool not to share here. I can’t even imagine how exciting it would be to be the first one to walk through that door after all those years. I’d probably have to take a picture of absolutely every inch of the place and catalogue every single item. I wish there had been images of her bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen.
Cemetery statuary, headstones, and crypts hold a special fascination for a lot of people. I often wonder what on earth was going through the minds of those who commissioned some of these grave markers? Why would anyone think the addition of creepy skulls and crossbones on the monument of their loved one’s final resting place would be a good thing? Rather macabre if you ask me. Whatever possessed them, I can’t help but be intrigued.
No words needed…
The headline read: Satan’s Hollow: Tucked Away in the Ohio Woods Exists What Some Insist Is a ‘Portal to Hell.’ Of course this grabbed my attention, but not as a place I’d want to visit! I’d be scared to death to go in. No doubt if I were standing at the entrance and heard a drop of water splash somewhere deep inside, I’d run like a maniac through the woods as if every demon from hell was on my heels. :o
Check out these videos. Would you be brave enough to go in? Continue reading
Ghost, goblins, and ghouls, oh my! Who knows why so many people love being frightened nearly to death, but they do! ‘Tis the season! Here are a few interesting cemeteries and tombstones to help get you in a Saimhain state of mind. 8O
Battered by time…
On my recent vacation home to visit family in Indiana, my sister and I were tooling down the road on the way to our step-momma Sandy’s place on the Ohio River. Every time we go there together, our drive takes us through a town called Greensburg. We’ve discovered we can’t go through that town without picking up the most awesome pizza ever from a restaurant called Pizza King.
Time keeps on ticking, ticking, ticking into the future. Seriously, it’s been a month since my last post here and it doesn’t feel like it’s been that long. Some things have to take a back seat and I’m sorry to say my blog endeavors are spinning their wheels without a driver. I’m writing, so I don’t feel at all guilty, really.
Until I have time to gather a new series of cool abandoned images, I’ll leave you with these gorgeous pics found elsewhere. Enjoy!