I knew the end was coming; the long overgrown trails we used to take to the hospital from Smith College had been cleared, and asbestos abatement had begun on the surrounding buildings. Bulldozers waited patiently in fields of half-frozen mud and snow. We didn't have to sneak around much - most of the doors had been torn open, the fence was full of holes, and security was no where to be seen. Some of the more deteriorated areas inside the building were cordoned off with caution tape for the impending demolition and abatement work, but work hadn't really started inside Old Main this winter.

This gallery is a combination of my last two visits to the Kirkbride building before it was demolished. I wanted to spend some time just enjoying the building as it was, observing the details I've missed before, and putting the camera away for a bit. I also wanted to never return to see it gutted, half-destroyed, or the atrocious community that replaced such a magnificent building.