I’ve begun to spot the towers of the new Mississippi Bridge all over town, whether at the corner of Washington and 14th, or in the photo above, as I was driving eastbound down Natural Bridge Avenue south of Fairgrounds Park.
The two towers are proceeding rapidly, and I imagine next year they’ll start to lay the bridge deck. While I’m not claiming this is the second coming of the hugely important Eads Bridge, I think it is notable that this is the first bridge across the Mississippi River at St. Louis since the 1960’s, when the Poplar Street Bridge was built.
All this means permanent change for the empty land on both sides of the river, particularly the vast open spaces of the old National Stockyards. Will Armour Meat Packing Plant soon face the fate of its two comrades?
Also, I realized I had photographed this warehouse in the past as well. It is a legacy of the area’s importance in the storage of produce and other foodstuffs.
This old power plant, shorn of its smokestack, is another interesting building sitting along the riverfront.
But the Ashley Street Power Plant never ceases to amaze me; it is an ornate building, built in the Beaux-Arts style, and is a temple to electricity, and now steam.
As the new Mississippi River Bridge slowly rises north of downtown, it will be interesting to see what happens to the largely desolate stretch of North Broadway that now runs under the approaches to the bridge.Many of the old refrigerated warehouses are vast, allowing for relatively easy refurbishment for new uses.The American Bag Company is one business that has occupied several buildings in a row.I find the peaked roof of this building amusing, as there is no roof behind the triangular facade.
I’m not sure, but the roof of the Carr School, just north of downtown, seems to have deteriorated even more severely since the last time I saw the building.
Why does it seem like everyone who wants to engage in illegal activity feel the need to come down to the City of St. Louis to cause trouble? I’ve started to notice–and it’s a trend that certainly has been going on for a long time–that many of the high profile crimes in the city recently have been committed by non-St. Louis City residents.
Take the drag race on the Near North Riverfront a few weeks ago where a teenage girl was hit by two other teenagers racing by her. Neither of the drivers, using open, public streets that any innocent person could have wandered into in the middle of their race, were from St. Louis City. One suspect was from Glen Carbon, the other from South St. Louis County. After scanning Google Maps, I located several places where these young ruffians could have engaged in their ‘sport’ without having to drive to the big, dark, scary city:
Bluff Road looks like the perfect place for young Trenton Pinckard to have raced his car without having to put the citizens of another municipality in danger.
Likewise, William Mack Sapp could have easily “kicked butt” in a drag race along arrow-straight Union Road; the curve over the I-55 interstate bridge could make racing there have a new twist.
As I arrived for work at the Art Museum, I stepped over beer bottles left by revelers on Art Hill who had come to sled on its famous slope. Since when did the City have to absorb all of the region’s troublemakers? Couldn’t they cause trouble in their own communities?