First Meetinghouse

First Meetinghouse

Site of the first meetinghouse built on the open green in 1640. The bell, hung in 1642, is said to have been brought from England by order of the Reverend William Worcester, who settled here in 1639.

I looked for this one before but despite its central location (that’s the Salisbury Public Library in the background on the left) this one is easy to miss. Many of these markers are missing, and others are in bad shape due to damage from cars, trucks, falling trees, construction, etc., but this one just seems to suffer neglect and from years of exposure to the elements.

RIP Jimmy Dean, 1928-2010

Mount Pleasant Heritage Trail

The Mount Pleasant Heritage Trail is a self-guided walking tour of the Mount Pleasant neighborhood in Washington, DC. I really like these historical markers, which combine a map and text with photographs and other images from various time periods. This one shows Jimmy Dean on the accordion: “After World War II, Mount Pleasant enjoyed a brief heyday as a ‘hillbilly’ (country) music destination. Singer (and later sausage salesman) Jimmy Dean found fame hosting a local TV show, Town and Country Time, but Mount Pleasant knew him first as Jimmy Dean and the Texas Wildcats, the house band at the Starlite Restaurant….”

I’m sure a lot of younger people don’t know who Jimmy Dean was, confuse him with James Dean or only know the name as a sausage brand. But to me, Jimmy Dean means just one thing: “Big Bad John.”

Ghost Signs

Day 17: January 17, 2010
Day 17: January 17, 2010
Terkelsen Building
Terkelsen Machine Co.
326 A Street
South Boston

When I was a child, I was fascinated by ghosts signs, faded signs painted on the sides of old brick buildings. There were a lot of them in Worcester, my hometown, advertising soap and soda and such, or identifying long-gone businesses. I especially liked the ones that included prices (you could get a lot for 5¢ in the old days) or short phone numbers like “Park 175.”

These signs were discarded. They became obsolete, but no one cared enough to paint over them. They were just left to fade away, but they survived, messages from the past, clues to everyday life in days gone by.