
Monday, September 10, 2007
Downtown at night.
I watched Crackhead Phil eat food out of a garbage can, only to vomit it back up, and then promptly eat it again. I watched Ron from the Nite Owl beat the hell out of a guy who was thrown out of the bar after the guy attempted to get back in. I observed how the look-out system works among the thieves and drug dealers who work the Oregon. I've witnessed people of both sexes driving down Fifth Street nude from the waist down, never suspecting that those a couple stories up have a better vantage point than passers by do on the sidewalk.
Once you get outside the Oregon District, downtown is a virtual ghost town. Sure, some nights there are things going on at the Schuster Center, but generally they are over by 11pm. And there are small pockets of life around Canal Street Tavern, the Southern Belle, the Foundry and the few other outlying nightclubs and bars in the center city. But for the most part, the majority of downtown is devoid of people after dusk. The majority of the suburbanites probably believe that downtown is a bastion for vagrants and criminals when the last rays of sun disappear below the horizion. This fear seems to drive everyone out of town and into the safety of their homes. But my experience is that crime happens at all hours of the day and night, so I don't feel any less safe just because it's dark outside. The result of the sudden vacancy of all life downtown creates a sense of loneliness that I tried to convey in my photographs. Enjoy.

Sunday, September 9, 2007
Dayton, Ohio - Blog Introduction
I am a real estate appraiser. For the past eight years I have been primarily involved in inspecting and appraising foreclosed properties for major banks and mortgage companies. My job takes me into practically every neighborhood in Dayton. I also work in eight surrounding counties, which takes me to places like Springfield, Xenia, Greenville, Piqua, Eaton, Hamilton and a handful of other cities.
The basics of my job are to inspect and photograph homes before they go to foreclosure and give the bank an idea of their value. My job is a lot like being a repo man, except rather than getting in a car outside a home and driving away, often I am crawling in the window of the home with no idea who's inside or what I'll find.
Nearly everyone who knows me thinks I am insane for doing what I do, but I love it. I have a fascination with old buildings and homes, particularly abandoned ones. Over the past eight years I have seen things that most suburbanites can't possibly imagine. And so I am here to share my experiences with you, and show you some very interesting (to me at least) homes and areas of Dayton, and the Miami Valley.
Enjoy.



































