You might think “Trailers? Campers? RVs?” No. That’s in Iowa. This town is named after the Indian Tribe, as are the RVs, but there’s no connection.
Someone really, really hated this building.
Or something bad happened, and it needed to be wrapped in bandages.
A website about an event in 2019 said the building was a Pontiac dealership in the 30.
A nice old building that seems to be well-maintained . . .
. . . but it’s still blinded, as if the Texas sun was eventually too much.
Scared and somewhat traumatized, the old Ritz Theater:
Now, a paen to the Flapper / Jazz age, or at least its remnant cliches.
If you asked me which I prefered, the answer would be "Next question, please."
It’s as if it was buried by lava, and recently unearthed:
One of these brothers was prudent and careful; the other just lived life:
Seems a bit small for a hotel, especially when you see what’s coming.
Once upon a time:
Better. A sign of a town that cares about itself, no?
Why would you do this to a lovely old graceful structure?
I think we’ve seen this before: mail-order decoration, a piece of Paris style hoisted above dozens of American small-town streets.
Unite! You have nothing to lose but your axes!
It’s a fraternal organization. Don’t know how many Woodmen there were in this part of the state.
Hello, this is big:
Not a going concern, perhaps?
No, not a going concern.
It was the Nazareth Hospital.
This is amazing.
Well, as we like to say, we know what this is:
The old Grand.
Anything else? Not really. But we must, sure, there's probably something else to note . . .
Why yes, it is a bit bigger than you might expect in a town this size. It was the Baker.
Currently under renovation, the wikipedia page says.
Again, from the same guy who did the Nazareth vid.