All over America there are vestiges of factories that were the lifeblood of communities of all sizes. One of the most striking to me was the factory in Tallassee, Alabama. I believe it was textiles of some sort. The buildings take up the better part of the town situated by the river.
It is so easy to feel and hear the thrum that must have happened not only daily but around the clock when this factory was producing at its highest rate. Since it had been around since the early 1900s, generations must have worked there. More than likely whatever the product was, some bureaucrat somewhere decided the bottom line would be enhanced if these jobs were shipped overseas someplace. The devastation this little town must have felt as the breath was sucked out of the buildings is unimagineable and the level of despair was shared by all as the doors were locked for the last time. Shared by all except the person making the decision to move the jobs elsewhere.
It's a testament to this little town of Tallassee, Alabama however that they must have picked themselves up and determined another path to follow. Sadly, I'm sure much of the population moved away to find work but those who remained turned the town into another direction. With the exception of the derelict buildings, Tallassee, AL is one of the prettiest little riverside southern towns I've ever seen and I look forward to returning next year to explore it further.