Possumly Jesse James, or a Younger or Dalton or someone else lived here, or visited here, or rode a horse by the place and gazed at it as he/she went by.
!895 Chapel for VA Center at Fort Leavenworth in seriously bad repair. Protestant downstairs, Catholic further downstairs though the signs are somewhat misleading. No harm in a protestant attending Mass or a Catholic racking up some fire and brimstone occasionally, I reckons.
Interesting stained glass work. Dunno whether it’s Catholic or the other one.
Gargoyles are shared equally by Catholics and Protestants.
The VA hospital environment surrounding this seems obliquely appropriate.
The metalwork on those doors is probably symbolic of something, but everyone who once knew what it was is dead.
This end of the building is in bad repair threatening collapse in places, but ain’t likely to get any better.
Directly across the street from the chapel. It’s been through a long series of declines and repairs but we need another World War of considerable duration to bring it back to full bloom. Need to conscript all these young houdilums and get them on track to need a place such as this.
The sign above the door reads, THE DUGOUT and can still be made out with a bit of squinting. I’m thinking it was a club for the people going through treatment, might have been used as recently as the Vietnam War.
The Dugout
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