Old and forgotten

I drove through Old Dora a while back. There's not much there these days, but back in the late 50s and early 60s the place was abuzz.
There were about 20 stores, but there were all on one side of the street. There was a mercantile store, a dry goods store,  a furniture store, a drugstore, a barbershop, a bank and a church among other things.
On the other side of the street was a concrete retaining wall.
The railroad tracks were almost level with the tops of the buildings and the wall, which was grey as a tombstone, kept the tracks from washing into the streets during spring rains.
As a kid, I walked down that street hundreds of times and I don't recall every seeing anything painted on that wall. Occasionally there would be posters taped up there announcing the county fair, or some other event.
After all the businesses moved to the new highway (it was built in the mid-1960s, but it's still called the new highway), the town dried up and all the building fell into disrepair. These days most of them are nothing but brick and rubble.
But something interesting has evolved on the retaining wall. It's become a living canvas for graffiti. There were layers of faded paint many years old, and paint so fresh you could almost smell the lacquer.
I smiled when I looked at the things written there in a rainbow of paints. It  breathes a little bit of new life to something old and forgotten.