The hospital I work for has some adjoining properties, one of which includes this decaying treasure. It was love at first sight for me, as it looks straight out of a fairy tale. Unfortunately the hospital has no use for such an old house as such, and its sole use now is junk storage for the annual fundraising yardsale. They used to archive documents, but roof leaks and US gov't HIPAA (patient privacy) regs changed that. I have been inside once, and it is...
Its a rare day that I don't, at some point, see someone's lost weave/hair-extension laying forlornly on the sidewalk, or blowing down the street in the breeze like a tumbleweed... thats also a squished mouse to the left of the...