Paul McKee’s crimes are hidden during the summer more, when the giant volunteer trees and underbrush grow lush and green, concealing houses that have collapsed years ago. You see, up this way, nothing ever gets cleaned up. Here is the same ruin in the winter; I remember when the house still had brick walls…
Heading west on Hebert, the street grid shifts, and a another avenue comes in where a gas station sits.
Crossing over Glasgow Avenue, the housing stock is a couple of decades years newer, but sadly most of these elegant four-family buildings are abandoned and trashed.
This one is still in good condition, but it is the only one on the south side of the block that is still occupied, sandwiched in between abandonment.
And finally, the remnants of what a grand boulevard that North Grand Boulevard must have been remains at the corner of Hebert in this dark tan brick corner building.