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NONNIE'S PHOTO A DAY: D is for Disastrous and Destruction


 
A disastrous scene surprised me 
as I neared the familiar corner
where the old grocery store 
turned flea market once stood. 
The story waited to be read by me 
in our town’s newspaper.
It’s an age-old story waiting to be told 
in many places- gas lines and water lines- 
installed 50 to 100 years ago finally “give up the ghost.” 

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Thank you, Mrs. Nesbitt for creating this wondrous meme;
and thank you, Roger, for keeping it maintained.


Hoosier Quote:
“Misfortune: The kind of fortune that never misses.”
~Ambrose Bierce~


Comments

Gerald (SK14) said…
demolition is everywhere
Hildred said…
We lost a hundred year hotel in town this year - to fire. It was a great loss, - not only as a facility but because of its history - 100 years in western Canada is quite as long time....
Lois said…
Oh no! I hope no one was hurt.
ellen b. said…
Oh my...that is disastrous!
oh, dear,too bad.

ROG, ABCW
Gattina said…
How sad ! that is disastrous !

http://gattina-keyholepictures.blogspot.com/
fredamans said…
I hope no one was hurt.
Nonnie said…
I think no one was injured because it happened in the early morning hours, but it was really tough on the firefighters because of the smoke and the temperatures.
Mascha said…
Ohhhhhhhh - what a disaster :-(
And suddenly the world is a different ...
Joy said…
Gas is certainly a danger when it goes wrong.
Joy - ABC Team
A sad scene...especially since you didn't expect it! The perfect photos for D.
Ann said…
That is such a dangerous occurrance, we lost a famous restaurant in a prominent district last year and one person succumbed to the fire.
Ann

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