I've made hundreds of images over the years of old abandoned homesteads, houses and barns. I am intrigued, not just by the buildings, but by the lives of the people who may have lived and worked in them.  I often imagine a story, a scenario of what might have been inside these crumbling walls, giving breath once again to the people who called it home. These are my stories, brief glimpses into the past.

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Always sat in the front pew. Would have crawled through the cactus studded desert  on her hands and knees to get there rather than miss the Sunday sermon.

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She was beautiful once. Before the wind and sun scoured her face. Before sorrow broke her heart. Before the prairie broke her spirit.

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Graveyard full of stories never told. Folks that were never asked. 

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Wind whistles through the gaps in the roof. He pays it no mind. Wood enough for the fire, half full jug next to the chair. It’s enough.

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To be continued...