On the third floor of the book depository, there had clearly been a major fire. The ground was nothing but charred books and paper, and a fine soil that was obviously what remained of many of the books that had burned completely. Here is the huge hole in the ceiling, perhaps caused by the fire, where the metal that held the concrete floor together buckled and revealed the sun and the sky. I wish I'd been in here a month earlier, to photograph the trees that grew in the soil created by burned books before most of their leaves fell, but you get the idea.


Blog post about the book depository here