I think I know which one you mean (opened in 1985, it does have a sky light, one window behind the concrete towerish thing, and a door on the 3rd floor boiler room). Amazingly, its a "celebrated" design from Texas. The "how do we vent a gas leak" was hilarious, not to mention how fast strep throat traveled.
Oh yeah, that place was a horrible place since it was half public (high school), half BIA (elementary). I am told they have improved, but it was not great when I went there. They finally got rid of the BIA.
Yeah, some of the "border" towns have some really, flat out racist people. The "safety inspections" on the first of the month positioned to stop all cars coming off the rez were some serious BS. Talk about hitting people when they are already down.
It may have been more of a small town thing? I’m not sure, but that was where the one I went to was. It was there until the early 2000s but the writing was on the wall in the late 90s.
We have these old glass grids in the sidewalks along College Ave up here in Fort Collins as well. Some are even still in use by restaurants to load inventory from the Cysco / Shamrock trucks.
Yes, thank you for this! I honestly couldn't remember the name, and found the other one and was surprised it said it was closed, as I thought I remembered it being open. Appreciate you providing the original.
Is the HHH even still a thing? I'd been to a few parties there back in the day and knew a few of the folks that lived there but haven't heard mention of it in years.
Yuuuup, I was driving past there on either Marginal or airport way every other weekend or so, it was starting to look like the DMAFB boneyard. Except more uniform.
I grew up in Whittier and those photos really take me back. Apartment 510 means fifth floor, north-east side. I was 905, ninth floor north west side, same layout, but mirrored.
They have retained the original shitty steel kitchen cabinets and steel trimmed formica counters where my mom made all our meals, and baked bread and made wild blueberry jam, and all that.
There was one somewhere in Atlanta (where my sister lived for a while, I'm from the UK and was visiting) which is exactly the same; I made her drive back so I could take a picture of it as I thought no-one would believe me (this was in 1998, IIRC). At least after reading the comments in this thread it makes some sense now.
I drove by this site many times in the 80s. Once, I ripped a metal sign off the fence next to the highway because it looked so cool to a teenager: DANGER BOMBING AND ARTILLERY RANGE in white red and black colors. It hung in my teenage bedroom for many years.
Yes, I lived near there and frequently stayed there. It was a pretty neat place. I met a lot of interesting people. I haven’t been back for almost a decade.
I grew up a few hours from Breezewood and we frequently stopped there for food and restrooms on school field trips. Probably looks the same now as it did then
reply