Jerome, Arizona is no exception when it comes to old mining town of the Western United States. The buildings stand dilapidated and tethered to the side of Cleopatra Hill at an angle that would otherwise be considered too dangerous for development by today’s standards.
But, copper laid in the deep dark of Cleopatra Hill and when Eastern investors like Eugene Murray Jerome, the town’s namesake, put up money in 1883 to finance the mine, there were no building codes, and so the town sprang up around the mine with twisty-turny streets that wound around buildings like a snake slithering through a rocky outcrop.
Today, the hardy individualists of this tight community are as rugged as the local topography, and have worked together over the course of sixty years to preserve the buildings and some of the homes. The result of their efforts placed the town on the National Historic Register.