Abandonment Issues: Frankford Fire House

Snow covers the ground, and atop it, a thin layer of ice. Our feet crunch through it with every step toward the house. Crunch crunch crunch. A dead mourning dove frozen into the ice and snow greets us, face down. The house itself, shedding it's aluminum siding like a snake sheds skin.



Mourning the mourning dove


The old wooden door creeks open slowly with a nails on chalkboard type screech. The Frankford Road House, east of Frankford, Ontario, instantly reveals its history, and tells us its story. Well, the end of it at least. Fire ravaged this home. Two gorgeous pillars still stand, bisecting the large main rooms, but they are charred black. A rotary phone melted to the wall, drooping. Wooden furniture showing no visible signs of fire or smoke damage line the front wall, blocking the door and windows. The walls of the kitchen are pitch black, as are most of the cupboards. In the bathroom, the toilet is blacker than night, but the walls are just slightly blackened. On the bathroom counter rests a small pair of scissors. The smoke damage is glaringly obvious as I pick up the scissors and the impression of them remains on the counter. Back in the main room, the bottom of the staircase is charred, but at the top of the stairs, the banister is in remarkable condition. A long yellow upholstered couch with wooden arms stands prominently here, its cushions strewn about and torn. It's sibling, the chair, was covering a large hole in the floor downstairs. The three bedrooms are all in different states. The first, piled a few feet high with chairs and drawers and bed frames and wooden boards and so on. The second, empty and peeling, wallpaper hanging from the ceiling like stalactites in a limestone cave. The third, empty but for the snow drifts lining the walls, and the door, which is unhinged and leaning against the far wall. Holes in the roof shine rays of light down through the attic and onto the second floor, and a tiny dusting of snow glimmers.

Farm hill knob


Walk into the light


Fire!


The big yellow chair


Burnt


Cooked


H2uhOh!


I don't give a shit


Showered


Scissor sisters


Burnt out


Off the hook


Fire and ice


Turn of the century


Pipe dreams


Ray of light


Untitled for no apparent reason


You light up my life


Lofty expectations


Got wood?


Walk this way


Stalactites


Adrift


Portal


Field of dreams


Love and light


It was all yellow


Would you like some cheese with that twine?


The doors


The ins and outs


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