As I think I mentioned before, I grew up in "the projects" at the west side of the Rich/Main street bridge. I was looking through some recent pictures of the neighborhood and it appears that the bridge is closed and the "projects" or Riverside Bradley as it was most recently called no longer exists. The B & T metal factory on Town & Mcdowell and all of the houses that were there have been torn down. My grandparents lived on Town & Mcdowell. All of my friends lived within a two block radius of Sullivant, Rich and Town streets, crossed by Walnut, Lucas and Cherry drive. We were all "outside kids". No matter the weather, we were always running around the river bank playing cowboys or playing "kick the can" on Walnut street behind the B&T metals company. I didn't realize it at the time but in retrospect we were all "poor to lower income". The reason I didn't know it is because we were not fashion concious and didn't care what anyone else thought because we were all in the same boat. No gangs, no crime, no racial problems. I enjoyed growing up there. My friends were the Maier's, Miller's, Taylor's, Tucker's, Cahill's and many more.
I lived on Sullivant Avenue and my Grandmother lived on Grubb Street, directly across the street from the Pilot Dog School. We moved to California when I was eight years old The freeway was built and our house was the last one left, right next to the freeway (of course we didn't own it). We always played at Sunshine park and hung out at David Davies (ughhh). We were dirt poor too. It didn't seem to matter to anyone, because as you mentioned, we were all in the same boat. I can remember putting cardboard in my shoes to make them last for the remainder of the school year. Girls wore dresses then...we got two each year. I was grateful that I was a little thing and didn't grow out of mine like my sister did. It appears as though my Grandmother's house has been torn down. It had been designated as a historical home at one point, so I was very sorry to see that it is no longer there. My brother and I will be visiting Columbus in the Spring this year. I think my other Grandmother's farm on Olentangy Road is now a shopping mall. I saw that Bellows Avenue School is a total wreck and may have been torn down by now. We used to play jacks in the coal bins in the mornings before school. Anyone know of Lee Hale? He was my best friend. He used to give me his egg salad sandwich when I was hungry. He stuttered and I was a dirty mess most of the time. I can never forget him.
OK...enough. I hope to hear back from some people. Sorry I am not there to help the neighborhood but we should not let it go away.