Museum dedicated to awful artwork.

The location of the pie company that gave a classic toy its name is now a parking lot.

An Escher-inspired library dedicated to the wonders of the human mind, yet closed to the public.

Forgotten under the construction of a new urban roadway is a small, abandoned part of town.

This last stalwart of the now-forgotten feminist restaurant movement has been serving food in an activist atmosphere since 1977.

The abandoned grounds and derelict greenhouses of this once-magnificent Edwardian estate are now a nature preserve open for exploration.

All that remains of a magnate's dream home is a historic gate and an abandoned public pool.

The last standing puppet theater on Long Island.

The site of a tragic massacre that spawned a multimedia franchise.

The second-largest (of only two in the world) large particle collider is the underdog of experimental physics.

A millionaire's abandoned swimming pool from the gilded age of one of America's most distinguished families.

A restored Shell gas station from 1937 that includes a tow truck, the original gas pumps, and the original office.

These light, hollow rolls have been linked to Acadia National Park since the 1890s.

Tucked away in a corner of a Maine general store there was a museum devoted to an equally beloved and reviled local soft drink.

Located in the historic home of a newspaper publisher, this museum is dedicated to the Freedom of Speech.

Plaque remembering the 18th century forced relocation of Acadians.

The only remaining historic maritime signal station in the United States.

If a visit to this farmhouse feels as if you are stepping into an artistic masterpiece, you’d be right.

A mural of a boy making a phone call connects a southern Maine community to a town in Iraq.

The steel hull of a wrecked tug rests on Lobster Cove on Monhegan Island’s rocky southeastern shore.

Maine’s only official memorial to the Underground Railroad.

As communication goes completely wireless, this Maine museum remembers all the wires that got us to this point.

For nearly 200 years the same family has harvested ice from a small pond in eastern Maine.

Accessible only by boat, this centuries-old island fort never saw troops or combat.