I am obsessed with old buildings; I want to know the stories of how they evolved, died, were reborn, and then were ultimately abandoned. Historical buildings are more than a dead past; they are witness to breath and death, hope and divide -- they are bystanders to the before, now, and what may come after, for all of us. They are as much a writ of declaration as they are poetry: anthropology evident in the silent beams and weathered siding unwilling but to yield their voices in the telling of at least one tale.
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