Abandoned and beyond Buffalo, NY

Abandoned and beyond Buffalo, NY Unearthing forgotten relics, one tale at a time. Join us in the adventure!
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Big shout out to our current top fans! 💎Matthew Herod, Jenna Itw, Nick Woods, Steve Scutella, Debbie Pagano, Karenann Be...
12/14/2024

Big shout out to our current top fans! 💎

Matthew Herod, Jenna Itw, Nick Woods, Steve Scutella, Debbie Pagano, Karenann Berroth, Beth Hyzy-Snyder, Kelly Burke Marion, Gerry Poydock, Dawn Lukasiewicz, Don Adams, Beth Scott, Gin Collier, Jaimie Logal-Conklin, Diane Pettit Breczka, Peggy Hogan, Jennifer Westervelt, Melissa Leigh, David Swanton, Marlene Kepner, Linda Mills Nowak, Daniel Quinones, Jay Nyce, Luke Tarquin, Barbara Reformat, Susanne Darcangelo, Brad Lee Nowell, Sara Komoroske Nappa, Scott Williams, Paul Phillips, Nora Drogi

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Hidden away, this abandoned car dealership feels like it was waiting for Ferris Bueller to come pick me up and take anot...
12/14/2024

Hidden away, this abandoned car dealership feels like it was waiting for Ferris Bueller to come pick me up and take another day off. The owner’s untimely passing froze this stella-r collection of rare classic cars in time, now locked in legal limbo. Walking through, I half-expected to find a Ferrari 250 GT with a California plate begging for one last joyride. Alas Ferris never showed- bummer. Life moves pretty fast, but this place? It’s stuck in neutral, a treasure trove just waiting to hit the open road again.

A Sacred Silence:Once alive with prayers, hymns, and the warm glow of candlelight, this abandoned Catholic chapel now st...
12/13/2024

A Sacred Silence:

Once alive with prayers, hymns, and the warm glow of candlelight, this abandoned Catholic chapel now stands in solemn reverence to its own history. Deconsecrated in 2011, it has been untouched by time’s harsher hands, shielded by the seclusion of the sprawling property owned by the NYS Department of Corrections.

Inside, institutional -green walls, like faded vestments, cradle the space in an aura of reverent decay. The stained glass windows, their purple hues now softened by age, cast an otherworldly light onto the massive arched ceiling, creating a ghostly echo of their former vibrancy. Built in the mid-1800s, this sanctuary, blessedly untouched by vandalism, remains a quiet testament to faith, even in abandonment—a relic of divine artistry and human devotion, now in silent retreat.

Welcome to part two of this two-part journey—(Check the last photos for a bit of hide and seek fun.)A climb up creaking ...
12/11/2024

Welcome to part two of this two-part journey—
(Check the last photos for a bit of hide and seek fun.)

A climb up creaking stairs into the tender heart of a forgotten home. The upstairs quarters whispered a quiet intimacy, the kind only found in rooms that held lifetimes. In the lady of the houses bedroom, an antique record player rested solemnly on a weathered dresser, as if waiting to spin its next melody. A long lost suitcase, tucked beneath a canopy of dust, brimmed with decades-old, hand-stitched quilts, each one a tapestry of care and memory. On the bed, a collection of exquisite vintage hats—Sundays best—stood like a congregation, their brims wide and elegant, still catching the light with stories of church steps and southern summers.

On the other side of the hall was the gentleman’s room. A simple space, yet every inch pulsed with purpose. Coats hung neatly in a closet, their woolen arms still smelling faintly of autumn air. Above the bed, a modest poster read, “Seize the Day!”—a motto that seemed both encouragement and eulogy now.

This house, especially its upstairs, although abandoned for a decade or longer; it felt as though it was left waiting—waiting for someone to remember, to listen, to feel. Each artifact spoke softly of lives well-lived, of a charming southern couple who knew the power of a well-stitched quilt, a Sunday hat, or a song spun in the glow of a record player.

What do you think? Could you have left it all behind? Or would you have stayed, nestled among the echoes of quiet devotion and timeless charm?

Like you- I hate to see something like this happen, especially during the holidays. Dennis Bittinger, a Vietnam veteran ...
12/11/2024

Like you- I hate to see something like this happen, especially during the holidays. Dennis Bittinger, a Vietnam veteran and lifelong member of our community, lost everything in a devastating house fire, including his beloved dog, Goose. The house, which had been in his family for over 100 years, is now completely gone, along with all of his belongings and irreplaceable memorabilia.

Thankfully, Dennis made it out alive, but he’s now facing the overwhelming task of rebuilding his life from scratch. This is a man who has done so much for others without ever asking for anything in return. I hope that we can come together as a community to show Dennis just how much love and support he has around him.

I’ll link the story & in the comments to help spread the word and make it easier to lend a hand. Let’s remind him that even in the toughest times, this community stands strong together.

An old farmhouse once bustling with the lives of over 15 migrant farm workers. From the traces left behind, it’s clear t...
12/09/2024

An old farmhouse once bustling with the lives of over 15 migrant farm workers. From the traces left behind, it’s clear these men lived and worked under strenuous conditions. The quarters were meager —weathered bibles, a couple of radios tuned to country stations, and battered fans that lost the fight with the southern summer heat. Signs of their abrupt departure remain, as if they had to leave suddenly and without warning, leaving their belongings as silent witnesses to their stories.

It makes you wonder about their employer—was something hidden beneath the surface of this quiet farm? Whatever the case, these men lived lives of unrelenting labor, far from their families, in a situation few would envy. It’s a sobering reminder of the unseen sacrifices behind the food on our tables. 🌽 🍎🥕

Welcome to part 1 of this 2-part series! Part 2 has now been posted!Wandering through the downstairs of this two-story a...
12/07/2024

Welcome to part 1 of this 2-part series!
Part 2 has now been posted!

Wandering through the downstairs of this two-story abandoned rural gem felt like stepping into a secret, long-forgotten chapter of someone’s life. The kitchen still whispered of vinyl-clad afternoons, while the sunroom hummed a faint Patsy Cline tune through its peeling wallpaper. Every corner was a tableau of quirky charm: mismatched teacups on sagging shelves, a threadbare armchair poised like it was waiting for its next storyteller. Each room was a delightful tease, pulling me further into its sepia-toned mystery. I couldn’t wait to see what treasures behind the next door might reveal!💛❤️🧡

Tomorrow, join me as we step into Granny’s kitchen and homestead —a mesmerizing time capsule. From rare vintage treasure...
12/07/2024

Tomorrow, join me as we step into Granny’s kitchen and homestead —a mesmerizing time capsule. From rare vintage treasures to retro heirlooms that echo lives once lived, every corner hums with forgotten pastimes and untold memories. Prepare to uncover the extraordinarily well loved home. Don’t miss it!🧡💛🧡

Let’s take a ride back in time… who remembers these charming old trolleys? There’s something so timeless about their des...
12/06/2024

Let’s take a ride back in time… who remembers these charming old trolleys? There’s something so timeless about their design—the clanging bell, polished wood, and open windows inviting a breeze as they glided through the streets. I’d love to call one of these beauties my own someday. It’s bittersweet, though—seeing trolley tours in other cities makes me wonder why we ever let them disappear here. Imagine how they could breathe life back into our streets, connecting neighborhoods in such a nostalgic and eco-friendly way. Here’s to dreaming of a comeback for these rolling pieces of history!

Tomorrow’s adventure promises a showdown between our big plans and Mother Nature’s wild tricks. We’re geared up to brave...
12/05/2024

Tomorrow’s adventure promises a showdown between our big plans and Mother Nature’s wild tricks. We’re geared up to brave the chill, fueled by sheer determination to explore some long awaited, abandoned places. Get those heated blankets ready, stay cozy, and stay safe, Buffalo. As for us, the abandoned destination list awaits. For now enjoy a sneak peek at tomorrow mornings
post. Good night, stay safe, Queen City. 🩶🦬🌙

Good evening, friends! Tonight, I’m whisking us back to this exact time last year—a weekend of quiet wonder tucked into ...
12/04/2024

Good evening, friends! Tonight, I’m whisking us back to this exact time last year—a weekend of quiet wonder tucked into the heart of downtown Pittsburgh. We stayed at the timeless Omni William Penn Hotel, a place that feels steeped in stories waiting to be discovered. The mornings began early, before the city fully stretched awake. I shuffled into the lobby, still half-dreaming, and ordered the boldest, richest Americano they could brew. Armed with caffeine and curiosity, we set out.

Of all the sights that weekend, this abandoned church etched itself into my memory most vividly. Perhaps it was the way the first light of day crept through its ancient windows, painting the space in golden melancholy. Maybe it was the architecture itself, steadfast and proud, battling time’s slow decay. Or perhaps it was how everything inside felt so perfectly preserved, as if the world outside had agreed to leave it to leave it be. It was all of these things, I think—a moment suspended in serene contrast to the city’s hum. I can still feel that fleeting calm underneath my ever curious soul like finding a sanctuary exactly when you need it most.

Wow, what a journey this has been! I started this page during the pandemic as a personal space to document my adventures...
11/28/2024

Wow, what a journey this has been! I started this page during the pandemic as a personal space to document my adventures—a little collection of memories and photos to look back on one day. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine it would grow into this incredible community! As we near 100,000 followers, I’m honestly blown away. Your support, kindness, and enthusiasm for the photos and stories I share mean the world to me. Thank you for being such an amazing part of this journey—I’m so grateful for each and every one of you! Happy thanksgiving BUFFALO!!!🦬

I wish I could unveil the full story of this abandoned funeral home, but the truth is, the trail is fragmented, riddled ...
11/26/2024

I wish I could unveil the full story of this abandoned funeral home, but the truth is, the trail is fragmented, riddled with loose ends and whispers of the eccentric man who once called this place his kingdom. Here’s what I do know: he was a father to many—6 daughters and five sons from several relationships—and an avid collector of peculiar treasures. His collection ranged from innocuous, childlike toys to items that belonged in a bo***ir, not a mortuary. His youngest son, destined to inherit the family business, studied mortuary science, but something fractured after the patriarch succumbed to pancreatic cancer in 2012. The son reportedly distanced himself from the home, leaving it in the hands of his mother—perhaps an ex-wife, though even that detail is murky. Her portrait still lingers, faded yet defiant, hanging above the old leather chair in his office, as if watching over the ruin he left behind.

We entered cautiously, cameras in hand, but the building seemed to breathe with a life—or a death—of its own. At first, it was subtle: a faint tension in the air, like standing on the threshold of something forbidden. Neither of us wanted to break the spell by voicing it aloud, so we pressed on in silence. Twenty minutes in, that unspoken unease thickened into something far darker. The hallway toys—those mocking, singing playthings—sprang to life as though daring us to retreat. The low-battery chirp of a smoke detector sliced through the silence like an unholy metronome. And then, we found the garage.

The hearse stood there, its paint dull and ghostly under a film of dust, its windows dark as unblinking eyes. On impulse, I opened it. The air that spilled out carried a stench so foul, so primal, it was as if the car had been anointed with death itself. It clung to the nostrils, a visceral reminder of mortality. It brought to mind Eliot’s famous words: “This is the way the world ends—not with a bang but a whimper.”

I can’t say for sure what pushed us over the edge, whether it was the toys, the intimate artifacts, or the omnipresent sense of being watched. But every instinct screamed for flight, and we didn’t argue. Some places are meant to be left to their ghosts.

Hours of research have led me here: a creepy, abandoned funeral home with secrets waiting to be uncovered. In the garage...
11/26/2024

Hours of research have led me here: a creepy, abandoned funeral home with secrets waiting to be uncovered. In the garage, amongst many other items and vehicles- I found this hearse, its presence heavy with untold stories. Stay tuned tonight as I dive deeper into this mysterious place. Trust me, it’ll be worth the wait 🙏🏻

Thanks for being a top engager and making it on to my weekly engagement list! Some of my favorite people made the cut!🙏🏻...
11/25/2024

Thanks for being a top engager and making it on to my weekly engagement list! Some of my favorite people made the cut!🙏🏻🤩

Amanda Dolber, Janet Binette, Lucille Krupa, Beth Hyzy-Snyder, Luke Tarquin, Karenann Berroth, Gin Collier, Jeff Gravelle, Gloria Leising, Chad Yerkovich

In 2017, I captured photos of the eerie remains of the Wurtz Funeral Home in the Town of Boston, a site with a tangled a...
11/25/2024

In 2017, I captured photos of the eerie remains of the Wurtz Funeral Home in the Town of Boston, a site with a tangled and troubling history. Once operated by Elizabeth Wurtz, the funeral home was shut down in 2011 after regulators discovered it was being run without a license. Shockingly, Wurtz continued conducting funerals illegally for nearly five more years.

The story took an even darker turn when she allegedly vanished with $49,000 in advance payments meant for funeral services, leaving grieving families to discover their funds were gone. Suspicion grew as the property fell into disrepair, with overgrown grass and crumbling conditions signaling its abandonment.

This once-respected establishment now stands as a symbol of broken trust and unanswered questions, frozen in time since its closure in 2016.

🪦 Note these photos are old- this property is now owned by someone else

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