The church cuts a stark image sitting on a dead end street, surrounded by several blocks of open land south and east of Roosevelt and Ashland. When I was walking around the building, two old men asked me what I was doing.
“You’re not one of those graffiti guys, are you?”
I assured them I was just taking photos, although they seemed dubious. I kept talking to one while the other went around and checked the doors. They caught a couple kids recently who broke in and were tagging the inside. The man said it was his brother’s church until he died in 2009, now it sits quiet and abandoned.
I asked him what was going to happen to the building and he wasn’t sure. Another church the next lot over is coming down this year, he said, and developers are supposedly building more condos on Roosevelt to the north.
It’s weird to see so much empty land in the middle of the city. I’m afraid even a 142 year-old church won’t last long in the middle of that vacuum.