It's not hard to find- just head north on the Rock Road and travel east till you find yourself driving in what looks like a lovely park. Beautiful old trees and lots of green space. Except this "park" was recently home to over 3000 homes- which have been destroyed to build a runway.
The "park's" numerous streets are blocked with barriers. Not quite sure why. On this day, a beautiful Fall afternoon, there was not a soul in sight. I never felt comfortable while I was there. Over the years of photographing abandoned buildings, I've felt this feeling a few times. This is a sad place.
Nature was slowly reclaiming what was once hers. The concrete was crumbling and weeds were sprouting and spreading. I was most struck by the dead shrubs and ornamental trees- planted by long gone owners. These plants were unprepared to live without their owners care- the watering and special care the hardy native trees do not need.
Naturally, I got lost. There are lots of confusing side streets and all the sign posts had been removed. It was then I noticed that at each block, someone had written the street names on the ground with bright spray paint. I'd like to think it was a former resident- but it was probably a city employee.
And of course, the planes continued to scream overhead.