Revisiting Glen Rogers, West Virginia

While I visited Glen Rogers, I made a point of going inside any structure I could. The store is a hollow melted hulk, and the amusement hall, across from the "hotel", has no roof, and nature will find a way. When I describe these places, the temptation is to again, throw it all in a pile of abandoned, glost towns, or apathy. Thats not my goal. I want to know what was the average day? Who were these people? Where did they go? I want to embrace the energy, vitality and life that was here. In a remote place, the culture and spirit of a people do not go away. In many ways, they are stronger.

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Inside the store

Open curtains, but nature is winning.