Delwin resident Jack Reeves poses for a portrait, Sept. 27.
The main road through Delwin, off of very busy Rosebush road, Sept. 26. It is very easy to miss the detour-like turn into Delwin, and the road has seen better days.
An old photo from 1945 that provides an aerial view of Delwin in its prime, Oct. 2. The town is far removed from its glory days - once a thriving rural community, now nothing more than the ruins of a store and a grain co-op are all that remains.
Carolyn Reihl stands in her dining room, Sept. 28. Living alone in a tiny town, Carolyn admits it gets lonely. Her dog, Frank, keeps her company and she visits her husband in hospice at least once a week.
An old photo of Carolyn’s husband, Dick Reihl, before the Parkinson’s imitator took hold, Sept. 29. Dick can no longer speak or move, yet he remains fully aware in his own mind.
Mary Shoen walks past the old mechanic shop, now fully taken over by nature as the front is all that still stands, covered with ivy, Sept. 28.
Mary’s partner, Kay, and their dog, Ziva, share a kiss in the kitchen, Sept. 31.
The only business left standing in Delwin, the grain co-op, it stands looming over every scene, Sept. 29.
A cow munches on a corn stalk while the farmers in the background attempt to give one of the herd a necessary shot after giving birth, Sept. 30.
The end of the day, around 7:30 for Tom Prout, Sept. 30. Tom gets up everyday before 4:30 a.m.
A sunset over Rosebush road just outside Delwin, Sept. 30.
The lone street light shines like a dying beacon, being slowly consumed by the night, Sept. 30
Mary and her partner Kay do the dishes as the midday sun shines through the window clings and the cigarette smoke, Sept. 30.
Tom Prout and his son Nick prepare to vaccinate a cow at the Prout family farm, Sept. 30.
Craig Brindle sits in his truck and listens to the Lions game on an antique radio, Oct. 2. Craig spends about 12 hours out of his day in his truck, as he doesn’t get around very well.
An abandoned house, now with a tree growing through it, sits as a reminder of what used to be, Oct. 2.
Mary Shoen smokes a cigarette on her back porch, Sept. 29. “This is probably my worst habit,” admits Mary.
Rob Kemp and his wife Desiree kiss before Rob goes 100 feet down the road to work at the grain co-op, Oct. 2.
A pair of deer share a moment in the evening sun, Oct. 2.
Mary Shoen poses with her gun behind her door, Oct. 2.
A foggy sunrise outside Delwin, Oct. 3.