Built around 1922, this church at Gano and Carter is an interesting specimen. It has been added onto, repaired, patched and bricked up. But it is still occupied, and while the rest of the block is vacant, the church holds… Continue Reading
The Fairgrounds neighborhood is isolated by closed streets and Fairgrounds Park on the south, but it is an interesting, eclectic neighborhood, architecturally. It shows evidence of having been built up over a very long time, and some houses can already… Continue Reading
Not all of North St. Louis is desolate, abandoned or destroyed. In fact, much of it is healthy, just like this block off of W. Florissant. The architecture rivals–and is in fact better–than the architecture of the contemporary Tower Grove… Continue Reading
I always find it fascinating how a row of houses born together begin to die and transform as the decades go by.
The streetcar used to come down Lee Avenue, and its wide expanse makes for what could be a grand boulevard in the Fairgrounds neighborhood. Unfortunately, it is in bad shape, and its stunning architecture is slowly rotting away.
I think this is an incomplete church, where the congregation never completed the upper stories. But research does not reveal any explanation about what this was. Records say that the F. W. Caspar & Co. was at this intersection in 1906.… Continue Reading
The streets southwest of West Florissant Avenue are lined with beautiful houses, many of which are still occupied, while others are being reclaimed by nature. This quiet street is lined with older buildings than much of the Fairgrounds neighborhood, and… Continue Reading
In the future, I am going to explore more of the neighborhood around Fairgrounds Park. I like these pictures because they remind of my experience with the neighborhood: streets blocked off, and buildings obscured by mystery (or trees).
I was driving around up near Bob Reuter’s boyhood home when I made a left, and headed down 25th Street. I saw these four houses, each in their own state of deterioration. I snapped a picture, knowing that I had… Continue Reading
Above: Bob Reuter’s boyhood home in the Fairgrounds neighborhood. I always go back and take a mental inventory of where I was when a friend of mine passes away. What was going on, and did I feel anything different? I… Continue Reading