I don't feel the loss so much as the time transport sensation. Like I'm the ghost going back in time.
I see this, but then I tend to bring the people into the picture, too. Just like the park used to be a happy place but is now decayed, the people who went there were happy then, but are now decayed, too. It starts off as melancholy but then just gets downright maudlin.
Oh, shrift, that's terrible. Much strength to you and all involved. And a quick recovery for your father, too.
I found the pictures of the abandoned amusement park very sad.
I'm sorry, shrift. Healing-ma to your dad, and peace to the rest of your family.
I'm so sorry about your cousin, and your aunt and uncle as well, shrift.
Have you seen derelictlondon.com? If you like abandoned stuff, you'll love that.
I haven't, but now I go to check.
I grew up in Florida and when we took out boat out into the bay you could find little dinky mangrove islands with abandoned houses on them. I loved that.
From The Guardian:
Newspaper reporters in California appear to have identified the most sought-after nine-fingered man in the US....
"Children, hear now the story of Nine-Fingered Sicko and the Chili of Doom!"
shrift, I'm so sorry about your cousin. I hope your dad recovers quickly and easily. Peace to you.
Oooh, the abandoned train line is cool.
Wait till you see the cemeteries.