And the freeways lead to the gravel roads, to the town squares and the rodeos

[sovay]

I took a picture of the former warehouse. I'm standing on the bridge over School Street, looking down on the frontage of the right-of-way. I wanted to go down and retrieve one of the bricks (of which there are several more heaps out of sight) as a memorial, but I didn't think I could get behind the chain-link without being seen and I really wasn't sure about the chunks of ancient torn fiberglass strewn all through the jumble (also much more visible from the street). I may see if I can reappraise at a later date. The whole block looks naked.



The Reid & Murdock Warehouse, 1929–2019.

Comments

[asakiyume]

Rest in Peace, Reid & Murdock Warehouse.

There's something very anxious making about buildings just ... going. They are the things that are supposed to *stay*, the things we give directions by, the things we mark our walks by. I'm glad you got the photo and that you got to see the graffiti (and that the lion survived).

[sovay]

Rest in Peace, Reid & Murdock Warehouse.

I'm going to see if I ever got a photo of it in its true ornament, before the demolition. I worry that I might not have. I took it for granted.

There's something very anxious making about buildings just ... going. They are the things that are supposed to *stay*, the things we give directions by, the things we mark our walks by.

Exactly. Instead we wind up giving directions by the places where things used to be.

I'm glad you got the photo and that you got to see the graffiti (and that the lion survived).

I hope at least I can visit it wherever it goes.