The Burlington Apartments, 232 South Summit Street, Iowa City, Iowa, 1930s
Creator: Kent, Frederick W.
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The Burlington Apartments, 232 South Summit Street, Iowa City, Iowa, 1930s
Creator: Kent, Frederick W.
Vintage postcard of a “mad” bear on Summit Street in Toledo, Ohio, just in front of the Gruenwald Argosy Hotel, as we look north from Madison Ave.
Not mad at all, the bear wasn’t even alive when the picture was taken, but appeared full of wild vigor through the skilled work of Ken Breckler and his team of “gentlemen taxidermists.”
Named Hampus, the ferociously posed black bear had been securely mounted on a trolley cart and would spend most days parked in the big window of Lundquist’s Trunk Shop, between the brass bound Jenny Linds and the Saratoga trunks.
In what became a neighborhood tradition, on the first Saturday of each month, trunk shop owner Vilgot Lundquist would roll Hampus up Summit Street for a block or two while making bear-like grunts and snuffles.
To the delight of children, while simultaneously startling a few dogs and out-of-towners, the bear’s stroll along the street and sidewalk would continue for several minutes until an exhausted Lundquist returned the beast to its place in his shop window, where it would wait patiently until the next month's adventure.
The Story Summit StreetContinues...
House #5 18 Summit The front yard was unfenced grass in our day! Why did we move? I don’t have any idea. I guess the grass is greener on the other side of the street. So we continued our life on Summit next door to the Hansons’ and three doors down from the Jones’. We were across the street from the Reeders. I was pregnant with you, Paul, when we moved so you were born there at 18 Summit.…
The Story Continues...
18 Summit – Home #5 The front yard was unfenced grass in our day! Why did we move? I don’t have any idea. I guess the grass is greener on the other side of the street. So we continued our life on Summit next door to the Hansons’ and three doors down from the Jones’. We were across the street from the Reeders. I was pregnant with you, Paul, when we moved so you were born there at 18 Summit.…
To Summit!
Home #3 43 SummitHome #4 27 Summit When I look at the influence of Summit Street on our family it stretches into a lifetime of joy, companionship, and lessons. We became a family there. I formed a sister/mother/daughter/BFF bond that lasted a lifetime. There must have been some sort of a welcoming committee in the neighborhood because we were soon included as neighbors. The Joneses adopted us…
Summit Street
Summit Street is a strange road, too, any way you slice it. Mostly a one way, southbound conduit for US Route 23, it’s also mostly residential. But every block or so, it seems, there’s at least one business which has featured predominantly into the landscape for decades, if not our lives. It being Route 23, local boy Dwight Yoakam has even technically written a song in part about this, which…
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Toledo, Ohio: Summit Street, 1909.
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