Ralls is small but it didn't seem so bad. It was cold and it was a Sunday, so we didn't have a chance to interact with anyone. We didn't see many people around. We saw a surprising number of folks driving around in Ralls but we had no idea where they could have been going because nothing seemed to be open for business. That was sort of a mystery. It was too late to be going to church.
I think the structures below have something to do with the local water supply. It looked to me like a small storage reservoir and a pump building but if that's what it was it was in sad shape.
It's kind of hard to tell which buildings are in use and which ones are ruins.
Residential areas in some of these small towns are tricky too. You see a house in such awful shape, so derelict and neglected, you think it must be abandoned. Surely no one could be living in such a ruin, with holes in the walls, and rotting plywood nailed over windows, and weeds everywhere. But no. Close examination sometimes reveals that somebody indeed lives there, and they drive a new Ford extended cab heavy duty King Ranch edition pick-up that must be worth several times the house, or shack. The truck is usually parked in back. And of course, there are satellite dishes. And you can lay money that these folks enjoy a giant screen plasma TV and have a hundred or more channels to choose from. It's all a matter of priorities.
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