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The Sadness of Old Buildings(From the book No Smooshing!)Gary E. Andersonwww.abciowa.comFor years, Ive carried on a not-so-friendly debate with some of my artist friends from the West Coast about their ideas of what constitutes a good subject. We seem to be able to agree on certain things, like apples and orangesand even certain landscapes. But when it comes to their paintings of dilapidated old farm buildings, we part company.Some folks see rundown farmhouses and caved-in barns as romantic. Artists paint pictures of buildings with weathered boards, leaning at impossible anglesand people take those paintings home and hang them on their walls.But for me, I see those same abandoned farmsteads as unspeakably sad. After all, each one of those boarded up farmhouses represents the death of someones hopes and dreams for the future of their children and themselves. I get the same sad feeling whenever I pass through a small town that was once a thriving place, full of life and activity, but now sits empty and lifeless, slowly crumbling back into the black earth from which it sprang. Last week, I was lost on some back road (not an unusual situation for me) when I came across just such a ghost town.There was no name that I could see, but there were three buildings, huddled next to each other against the prairie wind, and I could still make out some faded letters above their doors. The first one had been a general store, the second a garage, but it was the third building that captured my imagination. On its side was printed the word Hotel.Hotel? The word seemed so incongruous. After all, what could have been the attraction in this little town that would have warranted a hotel? There didnt seem to be anything of interest in the area, and if any place in the world could have been said to be in the middle of nowhere, this little town was it!And how did people get to this village in order to stay in this mysterious hotel? I saw no railroad tracks, and theres only one road running through town.The garage implied the town was still alive when cars came into general use, but cars have been around a long time, and that still didnt explain the need for a hotel in a town with only two other buildings.Perhaps thats why my artist friends find old buildings and farmsteads so intriguing. Theres definitely a sense of mystery about themstories that will never be known. On that much, we can agree. But no one can convince me those lonely scenes are picturesque.I can hardly look at old towns like that without being overcome with a sadness thats difficult to explain. What are the stories of those forlorn storefronts? Why did people come to that little town and stay in their little hotel? What about the rusty skeleton of a combine on the edge of town, its bones bleaching in the sun?I dont know, and I never willand ghosts dont talk. Just dont try to tell me that such a scene is something Id want to hang on my wall and look at every day. © 2004. Gary E. Anderson. All rights reserved.
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