As we reached the lone brown hulk on the side of the road, it was hard to imagine this was the place that Theodore Roosevelt stopped at on his mad dash towards the dying president McKinley. The historic sign is now long gone, any trace of the place's importance also vanished. If you look inside, you can still see an old stone fireplace, porcelain tubs, and woodwork that hint at its past. The days of visitors have passed in the 1950s, and with it most knowledge of this place. It now sits mouldering, alone and forgotten just one fire or harsh winter from collapse.
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