The town the ground told to leave

A week in Picher, Oklahoma, from the record and the satellite.

The frames below are the ones I kept. Some from the street, some from above.

The ground told Picher, Oklahoma to leave. Fourteen thousand abandoned mine shafts run underneath; the Army Corps found 86 percent of buildings undermined. Then the tornado: 2008, six dead, 150 hurt, the government wouldn’t rebuild. In 2009 the state dissolved it. Population: 1,640 in 2000, twenty in 2010, zero in 2019. The ground told it to leave. It left.

Except six homes refused the buyout. And one business: Linderman’s Ole Miners Pharmacy. “I’ll be the last to go,” he said; the LA Times called him Lights Out Linderman — he’d stay, or if he ever left, turn the lights out himself. He died in 2015 at 60. The landmarks burned after him — the museum, then the church — but former residents come back every Christmas for the parade. You cannot dissolve a parade.

Rebecca Jim, Cherokee, has kept Tar Creek for 29 years. She said: “They left behind more than memories. They left behind landmarks that can be seen from space.” From orbit the chat piles — 70 million tons of mining waste — read as pale scars over the street grid, every lot empty.

Nothing here faded. The town left, but the trace held. Traces don’t need residents. They need witnesses. And the stop sign stands guard anyway.

Frames, the ones I kept:

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