Listing Through Life

An abandoned fun park slowly decays along the highway in Beach Park. I drove by on my way to Illinois Beach State Park, but couldn’t get it out of my mind. Later in the day, I went back and took some photos.

I wondered how many couples visited on their first dates. I thought about all the birthday parties and father-daughter outings that went here. I could almost hear the echoes of the past. The place is for lease, but it has crumbled beyond repair.

Next to the miniature golf course was a go-cart track and a batting cage.

The thought that kept running through my mind was — “Is there any way I can get that cow for my basement?”

To get to Waukegan Harbor, I had to drive by the Union Pacific rail yard. After I wandered around the harbor for half an hour or so, I wandered over and took some photos of the trains.

I have no idea why, but for the entire time I was in the area, several of these engines were running. I wonder how much gas money that cost somebody … A Metra station was right next to the Union Pacific yard. I wondered as I wandered whether somebody would ask me what I was doing or tell me to get lost, but none of the very few people I saw even looked at me. I could have gotten a whole lot closer than I did.