After surveying the remnants of what had once been the workplace of literally tens of thousands of Americans, I worked my way out of Youngstown, passing through the neighborhoods where they once lived. I saw St. Nicholas Byzantine Catholic Church, which alludes to the Eastern European origins of many of the immigrants who once flooded the streets of this city.
I passed by corner stores, vacant lots, and rows of houses, some abandoned and others occupied.
I imagine that at one point men would have streamed down these streets, hopped on streetcars that are now long gone, on their way to the steel mills.
Tens of thousands of residents have now left, because there are just not any jobs left. I understand why they did.
Further out, the streets become more suburban.
My final destination in the Youngstown area was the Lanterman’s Mill, which has been restored and is part of the greater parks system of the city.
Built in 1845, it represents the earliest beginnings of industrialization in the area, with water powering the grinding of grains.
Water pours over the dam.
The various millstones lie on a path near the mill.
A parkway brought me to the mill and it took me out of the area as I then left for Cincinnati for my third visit to the metropolis on the Ohio River.