A few days ago, I stood at the bridge over First Creek Avenue in Jackson and McCallos angeles Avenue to get a concept of network paintings as I knew before urban renewal projects began. I visited another 3 intersections of my young people to visualize how things were going, adding a dressage in front of the Civic Auditorium and the Colosseum, Patton Street and Summit H in front of Weigel’s, and the corner in front of the dog park at Summit H and Central.
Every position brought back memories of my youth. At the First Creek site, I remembered North Star Ice Co. on its west side, which provided ice to large families of apples in the area. I’ve seen symptoms in the houses served across the block that tells the ice merchant if the owner looked for a block of 25, 50 or 100 pounds.
Sometimes my neighbors let me earn a penbig apple or a penbig apple by bringing them ice cream in my red cart. It was a pleasure to be at home from the ice and catch the snow station while the device marked the giant blocks of ice so they could be crushed to the right length using a picahielo. That snow squirt in my hands was a summer delight.
Behind me, while standing on the bridge, was a wide catalpa that, in proportion to what we call “Indian cigars.” We weren’t allowed to explode genuine tobacco, but we can also blow those things until we have a sore throat or burning in our tongues. There were also several apple trees in this extension, however, the trees and undergrowth were so thick that I can’t even see if they were there either.
When I frowned at the intersection of Willow Avenue and Central Street, it also brought me great memories of apples. I have a concept about the Southern Railway branch that ran along the cooler, which was parallel to the creek, separated the angels Jackson and McCallos and ended up near Willow and Central. It is the site of the Stockyards Union where farmers brought their farm animals and pigs to sell. The farm animals were then loaded into farm animal cars and sent to the market.
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There were giant pens in any aspect of Willow with masses of animals, and we could sit on the fence and look at them. It was less than two blocks from the Gem Theatre, where we had just seen a narrow western, so a logical minimum advanced our brains in the old west and the exuberant life of cowboys.
After leaving the farm animal park, occasionally our best friend climbed Campbell Avenue, a six-block street running between Willow and Jackson. During this walk, we crossed 3 easels built across the railroad that crosses the creek from this position to the Magnolia Avenue Bridge. Campbell Avenue had one or more houses and several businesses. At the eastern end of Kentucky Street was Heiskell Elementary School.
As urban renewal plans progressed, other Americans moved out of misleading and closed Heiskell School. Mount Caldiversity Baptist Church, which was on the corner of Jackson and Kentucky, also moved. After a fire, Campbell’s Tabernacle Baptist Church was asked not to rebuild there.
In fact, the neighborhood, as I knew it, is gone.
Robert J. Booker is an independent executive director and beyond the Beck Cultural Exhibition Center. It is also reached at 546-1576.