Deep in the heart of the Colorado Rockies, a historic mining community lies recently abandoned. Shut down and evacuated by the EPA after the discovery of significant water contamination, the town is now an EPA Superfund cleanup site. High above the river it once polluted, it sits quietly, collecting snowfall and ghost stories.
This place always leaves me with more questions than answers. I wonder who put the choo-choo train wallpaper up in the kitchen. Who grew up here? Who passed? Who made a fortune, and who lost it all? Was it worth it? How much longer until the trout can return to such a polluted river? Was the iron, gold and zinc worth all the brutal injuries and thousands of x-rays that line the floors of the hospital across the street? Where did they all go? Where are they now?