by Ken Wilson » Wed Sep 05, 2012 10:25 am
My first memories of childhood, at the age of 4 or 5, are of our house on Emery Avenue, near the corner of Kenwood Drive. From our porch I could see the first piece of real architecture I remember - Colonial Gardens. I still have a photograph from the interior of Colonial Gardens - one of those professional shots they used to do in supper clubs - of my mother and father, my aunt and uncle, my cousin and sister, who looks to be about 6. A family affair, but in front of my dad and uncle are bottles of Oertle's 92 and ashtrays. It is a lively scene.
Across New Cut Road, in the park, was a pavilion that was open all summer and sold popsicles and candy and kites and balsa airplanes. It was a utilitarian building, but one done with a bit of style and taste, and it somehow looked good in the same panorama as Colonial Gardens. If you stood there and looked back across New Cut, you would see the bus turnaround, and Parkside, our favorite eating place, a little frame building that looked cozy and inviting, and where they had that wonderful kind of roast beef sandwich covered in rich beef gravy. Dad was a butcher and knew they used good quality beef, and the gravy was homemade.
Parkside is gone and Colonial Gardens is closed and threatened. It's threatened by the kind of short-sightedness, lack of vision, crass business attitude and politics lurking in Steve H's comment. It is a sad battle between those of us who know that our built environment and past create soul and value of place, and those Todd Blues and David Yateses of the world who have too much power and too little inner life. If only there were more developers with some kind of poetics in them - folks like Bill Weyland and Gill Holland - we might save and enhance and enrich places like the South End and the West End.
What is happening beautifully in the South End is a growing immigrant population that is making it a lively place to be, especially with food. And the amazing things going on at the Amphitheater ... and Sister Beans Coffee...
I would love to see Colonial Gardens become some kind of Asian or Cuban hot spot... or maybe a great Indian restaurant, keeping the name and savoring a little irony there...