It may be, but we weren’t – one of the kids is in the hospital.

Back alleys filled with broken chairs.

Maybe this is from a local NASCAR track.

This old building is now getting a new roof, slowly.

Dropped the Mini off at a local body shop, will be here for a few days. Last month, a young woman clipped the back of it. “The parking lot is too small,” she said, standing next to her Chevy Tahoe.

Four days in my native land, a late afternoon flight back. The 12 years in Georgia now account for more than one quarter of my life.

It’s not where I’m from, but it is now home.

A scene like this in the south would be nothing noteworthy. With land to spare and economies that have moved on, it’s not uncommon to find the remnants of old businesses.

It was finding this in suburban Massachusetts that was a little surprising, a place where land values are high and every space gets used or reused as a general rule.