A piece of Main Street, USA.

There is a new City Hall here replacing this one. But that’s not the story of ‘Main Street’. It is the entire street, and economy around it.

Metal fence blocks the street, it’s busy, but it’s cars passing through going somewhere else.

I chose to photograph this since the towns most famous resident just may run for US president after this election.

I wonder if she drives through the old main street on any visits home.

This is not something we can blame on a lock down, or any one thing at all.

There are some that have, more that do not. It’s becoming more obvious as time goes on.

That’s as political as this site gets.




Photographs of another small town ‘main street’ that doesn’t really exist any longer.
A bit rough around the edges yet I bet this is the place to find out what really is happening here.

When younger in NYC I went to a friends shop, on 5th avenue, and had my hair cut. I also had my wallet emptied. It was a hair cut, nothing more.
Later in life I went to a small town barber. He was 300 years old, gave me his ‘regular’, and it was again a hair cut. I left with money in my pocket, had much more interesting conversations, I even got to read the original Life Magazines from the 1950’s he still had on the table.

There is something important here that will probably be lost soon.

A few of the old independent 5 & 10’s still hang on. Though I’m sure the prices have changed a bit.

In my NYC neighborhood we had both Woolworth’s and Kresge to roam through.

The windows were covered for the most part but a hand written sign had the hours of operation. Sunday is the best time to shoot in these towns so everything was closed. It also means few people or cars in the shots.

I don’t think there was a big selection inside.
What was once an extraordinary house, in a South Carolina small town. It still is, just needs a little work.
Driving by it was like a magnet. Was the Pigeons in the window?

First and second floors were occupied, maybe even part of the top.

I take that back, the upstairs was definitely occupied.

The last thing that caught my eye, and demanded we stop and explore was the guardian.

A gargoyle watched over the unkept hedges, protecting anything inside the fence.
Click an image to view it full size. There was a lot going on here.