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Hidden in Plain Sight

Hidden in Plain Sight

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Bank vaults, an opera house and the town in which they were hidden in plain sight.
Bank vaults, an opera house and the town in which they were hidden in plain sight.

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Published by: noaddressrequired on Dec 28, 2009
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I usually feel that I have lost the last three weeks or so of December hurrying about between customers and holidaypreparations. Racing to finish a solid business quarter at the endof the year is a sprint. But, in the midst of losing those last fewweeks, I found a photographic treasure yesterday that has beenhiding in my home town since long before I was born. Allow let meshare.I come north every year to spend Christmas with family. I loveChristmas but not the annual freeze fest I endure while beingthere. After many years, I have become accustomed to thesouth’s warm air. My blood has thinned, so I mostly stay indoorsvisiting, eating too many cookies that I cannot resist, and drinkingegg nog that will require extra hours on the elliptical machine.My father, now “retired,” and nearly 77, is a builder. He isfrequently called out of retirement to manage projects in thesmall village where I grew up. His latest was to oversee therestoration of the “Opera Block”, a historic building in the centerof the village. When I was a child, this building served as the bankon one side and a hardware store on the other. I never knew thatit had been anything else. I suppose I wondered what was on thesecond and third floors at one time or another, but it was apassing thought at best. Yesterday, my father gave me the grandtour.Old bank vaults incased in brick stood in the basement. A largerbank vault still in use remains on the main floor. Split level floors,staircases hidden in every corner, ideal for hide-and-go-seek! Wepeeked into every room, and walked down every hallway. Thethird floor was our last stop, a portion of the building yet to berenovated. As we walked toward the double doors, the entranceto the main room, I noticed a peculiar cubby on the wall. Myfather explained that it was the old ticket box. Notcomprehending what he has just said, I followed him through the

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