So a long time ago (as I tend to Urban Explore in seasons, spiking in the Fall and Spring, doing some in the summer, ceasing entirely in winter) I had posted an exploration of a metal shop. I know I had posted it here because I had been baffled by the overabundance of fridges, and one of you guys pointed out all of the metal-working equipment + the fridges meant it was a metalworking shop.
While I was there, there was a trailer I couldn't get into. I figured there was possibly an entrance on top (some of them have them) I couldn't get into, and I'd try again later when I had better shoes to balance myself off against the tree next to it.
I came there with what turned out to be my very short-term boyfriend for a date. (This went very well; he thought this was cool, and had been on this site before, just wasn't a photographer.)
Someone had, since my first set and that posting, tried to smash the lock in, and, around the back, ripped off some siding. The lock-smash was unsuccessful, but the siding revealed a hole small enough for him to get in so he could open the door for me (and we'd find out later due to the sheer amount of animal shit (which did not show up in photographs, because I worked
very hard and you're welcome.)
Profile of the guy who was living there: Widower or divorce, elderly. But he kept every card his kids ever sent him in a box. (Which was also his porn box. What does that say about a man?) Probably had at least one great-grandkid, female, that came to visit. Someone used the place to make moonshine. Can't tell if that was him or if that was after him. Don't know enough about moonshine.
Onto the photos!
Was my entrance after my companion let me in, but you still can't get in this way as we locked it up as we left. It really saddens me that I'm seeing this place quickly deteriorate. Someone (likely someones) is (are) still trying to get in. For what, I'm not sure. The metalworking shop has more valuable stuff in it, and it's easier to get into. (Just from the road I can see that this place gets more and more banged up each time I go by it. More deliberately banged up, I mean, not like, the wind knocked it around.)
So here is what I mean by "someone was using this place to make moonshine." Someone said this to me, and due to my fucked-up memory, I can't tell if it was the ex on-site, or one of my family members who saw the photos afterwards. There were more jars in the bathroom sink not pictured.
This typewriter didn't work at all. The keys were stuck. But still, a typewriter! I was really geeked out about that. (It's the first time I've ever seen one in person and I've likely just revealed my age range.) I thought that was the coolest find of this whole thing. Totally made up for dodging animal shit the whole day. (Okay, let's face it, I'd dodge animal shit for any building I'd go into.) I'm sure this typewriter would help me date abandonment/living, a little, but who knows how long this guy held onto this thing?
Med bottles are really helpful as they get me dates on how long it's been since someone was actively living in a place. This time, not so much. I know this is pre 1995 because Bengay became "Bengay" rather than Ben-Gay in 1995. (Empirin #3 is Aspirin with Codeine, which is apparently still on the market.)
I grabbed the Christmas card rather than the Valentines card, due to proof of me not having explored alone. (Those weren't my hands, and my companion made two requests. 1: I not show his face at all. 2: I tag his account when I upload these photos. Well, he then asked me to wait until he got a new account, because he forgot his password, and never got back to me, so I don't think Balthier1234 is getting back to me.) Goofball.
So old porn attached to what looks like Vaseline. This amused us.
And to wrap it all up, either this is natural/unnatural deterioration or V. Gibson's great-granddaughter is the devil and her doll needed a time-out. (The doll's head was found elsewhere.)
Edit: I realize right now you can see the doll's head is in the photo, just behind stuff. There was more than one headless doll...
That made me smile!
