Here we go again; more crumbling infrastructure has to be torn down and replaced; in Baby Boomers’ lifetimes we are now going on the third bridge in some parts of St. Louis, such as the Grand Viaduct. Interstate 44 has… Continue Reading
I see amazing buildings such as this one along South Jefferson Avenue, and I think what possibility they hold, but it’s rough with the heavy traffic going by. There are windows out there that can block out the noise (my… Continue Reading
Continuing north, here is the west side of Jefferson between Arsenal and Gravois. From here, this is Jefferson from Gravois south to Arsenal.
Continuing north, we see the west side of Jefferson between Utah and Arsenal. The house below of course was the residence of one of the owners of the Cherokee Brewery. Below on the left is the Declaration Independence Neudorf House.… Continue Reading
Eagle-eyed readers may have noticed that I created a new Special Topics tag a month or so entitled “South Jefferson.” South of Interstate 44, the original Nineteenth Century streetscape is incredibly well-preserved, so for the next couple of days, I’m… Continue Reading
I’ve long thought that South Jefferson, south of where I-44 cut a gash through the city, is a fascinating relic of what a major Nineteenth Century artery in St. Louis looked like. It do not believe Jefferson was ever widened… Continue Reading
There is so much potential along Jefferson, with so many buildings preserved to create a walkable environment. Too bad the cars are flying by at 50 mph. Rich people originally sought out major streets for their houses, such as this… Continue Reading
It’s easy to miss the beautiful bank on the southeast corner of the bustling intersection of Jefferson and Gravois. Originally constructed in 1925, it was renovated in 1956, and the annex, now a separate business, was built in 1979
Just south of Sump Coffee is this stellar row of houses, lining the east side of the street.
Update: See some of the neighborhood west of the hospital along Potomac here. How sad how the past is forgotten when those who lived it are gone. The old Lutheran Hospital, for me, is one such example. I have absolutely… Continue Reading