January 27, 2012
There's an abandoned men's prison about 5 minutes from my dad's house. If you've ever read World Without Us, by Alan Weisman, it would be an interesting sight. Vines are climbing all of the windows. A building that says it was erected in 1931 sites with a half a dozen identical ones. What looks like a greenhouse sports a myriad of broken window panes. A parking lot has been overrun with weeds that have broken through the pavement. The mystery of what lies behind the walls, or what went on here is like my epilepsy. Why do I have seizures?