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Jan

The Constant Pull of Gravity

Posted by: Fred Aun

To prevent the scary northeast wall from tumbling, I propped up one of the building’s huge, hand-hewn, bottom-floor beams with posts I sunk into the ground. I have no idea if this back-breaking job did any good.

The Sinking Wall

Seems to me weakened walls, like self-destructive people, can be supported only for awhile. Eventually, anything out of plumb will yield to the constant downward tugging. All you can do then is run for cover.

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Jan

The “Post Office”

Posted by: Fred Aun

There’s a shell of an ancient building on our property. We call it the Post Office because that’s what it was once, a very long time ago. It was inside one of its crumbling walls that I found the Babe Ruth clipping. The structure once had a dignified place in the village.

The "Post Office" in 1990

In addition to being a post office, it was a store and a gas station. The folks we bought it from wanted to turn it into an ice cream parlor. Now it’s a disaster waiting to happen. I figure the northeast wall will be the first to collapse. I really hope the tilted, sagging hulk hangs on until it can be shored-up.