In Medyka we found a lonely, abandoned synagogue in use as a rude storage facility. It was locked so we could only peek inside. While I was making photographs an elderly lady approached my guide and suggested that someone—presumably us—should buy the synagogue and renovate it. She remembered it from prewar days. She pointed out a house adjacent to the synagogue that had formerly been a Jewish home but that had been substantially renovated. She said that other Jewish homes around the synagogue had survived the war but in bad condition with the result that they had been torn down so that new residents could build on the land.