Walk through my doorway into the heart of what once was a vibrant manufacturing establishment bringing prosperity to a small Texas town. Think about how I struggled to stay alive during the Great Depression. Wonder why I died.
Stand in my soul. Remember those who sweated at the machinery eking out a living for their families. Wonder too what happened to them when my doors closed forever (until decay took over).
When you walk back out through the doorway, please don't forget me.
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