This is a small experiment in the blogosphere. "If you have no interest in what it's like to grow old, what follows is not for you. However, if it's going to happen to you, and the outcome is ultimately going to be negative, then finding a way to make the process as bearable, even as enjoyable as possible, might be worth a little attention."—from John Jerome's On Turning Sixty-Five
07 July 2010
Wandering Around the West End
One of these days the "West End" will probably be fairly centrally located. Like the New Forest in England, which was new and an actual forest in the 16th century, and now is neither, maybe the West End will be the Near West Middle Place in the next century, I mean if there is a 22nd century. The above picture used to be all corn field all the time. Then they built a junior high school—Will James—see the left side of the image, and now there is an almost finished free-standing oncology clinic just to the right of the frame above. And more clearly seen below.
So this is how this city grows. Some new subdivisions on the periphery, then some filling in of some of Peter Yegen's corn fields closer to the center. And so on. More slowly than in other places but perhaps more surely too.
This is from the corner of 17th and Poly. In addition to corner dentists it appears we will be getting corner ophthalmologists and plastic surgeons. This is an advance as there used to be a filling station on this corner. Kitty corner from the above is another former filling station. Yes, Virginia, in the 40s and 50s of the last century, when Detroit's automobiles ruled the USA, there were a lot of corner lots occupied by filling stations.
A couple of nice little restaurants tried to make a go of it on this corner of 17th and Poly ever since they closed the gas station. But now it is empty, waiting for another dentist or perhaps a plastic surgeon.
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