Thursday, September 3, 2015

My Sepia Saturday Contribution - One less bridge to cross. . .

Sepia Sat. Blog



 "Construction on the bridge began in August, 1902 with the sinking of the piers. Workers who worked inside the piers were called sandhogs. They worked one hour at a time twice a day inside the piers. One worker died as a result of the bends.
Progress on the bridge was slow for several reasons. Shipments of raw materials including lumber and steel were delayed. Inclement weather threatened work stoppages on several occasions. A dispute developed over the right-of-way needed for construction that had to be settled in court. And finally, raw materials had to be stored on the St. Louis County side due to the lack of available space in St. Charles. This forced workers to ferry materials and supplies across the river when needed on the St. Charles side.
Construction was completed in the spring of 1904 in time for the world's fair in St. Louis. The bridge was a combination highway and streetcar bridge. The streetcar station at the western terminus of the bridge still stands at 2nd and Adams in St. Charles. It was operated as toll by the St. Charles and St. Louis County Bridge Company until December, 1931. At that time it was incorporated in the state highway system as part of U.S. Route 40. Tolls and trolleys ceased in January, 1932.
In June 1959, the bridge was re-designated as part of Route 115 after a new U.S. Route 40 bridge opened that would later become part of Interstate 70. The bridge remained part of SR-115 until it was replaced by the Discovery Bridge. It was closed to traffic in 1992 and demolished in 1998."
The above view and this one are from the late 50's or very early 60's and are a view east from St Charles towards St Louis County.
Up until about 1959 after the interstate system had started this would have been the only direct access to St Charles from St Louis.
The nearest bridge south was about 15 miles away and served the southern part of the county.
But this one was the only direct access to the city of St Charles.
Much of this view has changed now. Traffic was stopped on this bridge in 1992, with the bridge, sadly, coming down in 1998. On the very left edge of the above photo you can see what looks like the edge of a tall building or tower.


This is the same view now looking east. The store on the left can be seen in the first two images.







This is a photo of that tower like building, and this is what you have seen coming west has you arrived in St Charles.
When the bridge was first built it served as a trolley bridge and auto bridge and was completed in time for the 1904 Worlds fair. This building served as a depot for the trolley line. 



Another view of the building with passengers and a trolley.
When I was growing up and we would travel to St Louis this is the bridge we would have used.














The towered depot still stands also.

Although much of the charm still exists on Main St now, it is all based on tourism and not daily commerce as it had been still when I was young.





Cantilevered out on the south side was a walk-way that went all the way across the bridge. It also crossed over the Main St. Stairs led up to this walk way from Main St. St. Charles.




 This is a view of the bridge looking from St Louis County just a few years before it came down.
You can see the walk-way on this side of the bridge.


A buddy of mine was once walking along the walk-way taking pictures when he spotted a body floating in the river below.





 For a very short period of time St Charles had a ponton bridge contecting it to St Louis County.
St Charles is in the background.
River ice would have made this bridge impossible to maintain.
 Looking west towards St Charles just before you would have gotten off the bridge. The building below the bridge still stands and looks much the same.




This is a view of Main St. looking from the walk-way south.
It looked much like this when I was growing up, except the cars were newer. 











Another picture of the old depot.
































Monday, August 31, 2015

It just keeps being summer. . .

 We tried selling tomatoes again one evening but after a couple sales got rained out. . . .
But the weekend was time for Girl Scout camp.

Here daughter showing me the dead moth she found.
 We set up the teepee with the covered wagons.
 Her room for the weekend.
 Inside.
 Showing grandma some of the things she did all weekend.
 This is where she stayed a couple of months ago.
 They hope to stay in these soon.
 or this one. . .
or this one.

Sunday's pickin's. . . .




"Homegrown Tomatoes"
Ain't nothin' in the world that I like better
Than bacon & lettuce & homegrown tomatoes
Up in the mornin' out in the garden

Get you a ripe one don't get a hard one
Plant 'em in the spring eat 'em in the summer
All winter with out 'em's a culinary bummer
I forget all about the sweatin' & diggin'
Everytime I go out & pick me a big one

Homegrown tomatoes homegrown tomatoes
What'd life be without homegrown tomatoes
Only two things that money can't buy
That's true love & homegrown tomatoes

You can go out to eat & that's for sure
But it's nothin' a homegrown tomato won't cure
Put 'em in a salad, put 'em in a stew
You can make your very own tomato juice
Eat 'em with egss, eat 'em with gravy
Eat 'em with beans, pinto or navy
Put 'em on the site put 'em in the middle
Put a homegrown tomato on a hotcake griddle

If I's to change this life I lead
I'd be Johnny Tomato Seed
'Cause I know what this country needs
Homegrown tomatoes in every yard you see
When I die don't bury me
In a box in a cemetary
Out in the garden would be much better
I could be pushin' up homegrown tomatoes

Monday, August 24, 2015

A friend called. . .

. . . . And asked what I was up to.
I told him I was putting up a teepee.
I think he thought I was just blowing him off.


We really were putting up a teepee.



Monday, August 17, 2015

Keeping summer real - Milestones.

 We tend to spend as much time outside as we can, regardless of the weather.

So Saturday we found a beach near the cabin we could play at for several hours.
 Which also provided daughter with another first for her life book.
Jumping off of a floating dock in the middle of a lake that she had to swim out to!

Air borne!
 And of course, dipping the feet in said lake from said dock.

 Good thing daddy's camera is waterproof.
 We even carried Grandma across the hot sand so see could sit by the water (or in it, as it ended up.)



We then picked tomatoes when we got home . . . .
 . . . so she could have another first.
Her own tomato stand!

She planted them, and helped pick them. They are hers to sell.
 Hard at it.
 Drumming up business.
She made $59.50 in about an hour and a half.

Monday, August 10, 2015

Last summer weekend before school. . .

found us once again very busy.

 Friday found us hosting 'end of summer' Girl Scout swim party.
 Saturday and Sunday mornings found us taking early morning walks to try to catch sight of the fox.


And we did both mornings.
 Close up.
Tomato picking style.
 Daughter also spotted this Cicada leaving it's shell.
Note the wasp trying to get in.

She also spotted this dragon fly on my car.

We also had the swim team end of season party.

Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Summer fun. . . only a couple of weeks to go till school.

Thursday was her big piano recital with judges.
Here she is all ready to go.
 Listening in on a friends performance.
 Two 'Superior' trophies when all was said and done.
 Saturday morning early was the All County Swim meet.
She had to swim in five races.
 Snack time between races.
Home and Gardens pool setting for friends coming over.

Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Latest project. . .

. . . getting dad old film editor working.
We have several old family films I want to get record in a more modern way, and would like to do it myself. Or at least see if I can do it.

So . . . after many years in storage, and providing a good nesting spot for mice, I got it out today and got busy.
Took it all apart, cleaned it real well and goosh and golly it worked.
Still in it's original box.

I'll take care of it better this time dad.