Recap of an American Roadtrip, part 1
a complicated, contentious, and long-drawn-out process of racial desegregation and gender integration
...in which we find out what's happening these days at the sites of last week's boring postcards!
2½ miles east of Boise’s Business District on Highways 30 and 20
BATTLE OF PIQUA MARKER
The Battle of Piqua Marker is still there. It commemorates a series of skirmishes in which
the Shawnees and their British Allies were defeated by General George Rogers Clark with his army of Kentucky Frontiersmen. This battle greatly advanced the cause of the American Revolution on the Western Front.This isn't exactly false, but the "British Allies" seem to be a guy who had a store that the Shawnee liked to shop at. And sure, Piqua was the most important battle of the "Western Front," but to the extent that it had "fronts," the American Revolution was all Eastern Front, right?
Well, whatever. The monument was erected in 1953, so the little kids in the first picture are likely in their early 70s today. I wonder if they ever knew they were on a postcard.
There is as much information about the marker as you could possibly want at the Historical Marker Database, from which I borrowed this nice photograph taken by Dale K. Pennington. I think the marker looks kind of sweet poking out of its little bed of Echinacea.
LANIER BOYS’ HIGH SCHOOL, MACON, GA.
The building shown in the postcard also no longer exists. It was burned down by hooligans in April 1967. I can't figure out exactly where it stood. But the building of its one time counterpart for girls, Miller High, still exists as an attractive abandoned ruin near the current Central High Campus.
I don't know about you, but if someone came to me seeking investment for a big hotel built on stilts over the Gulf of Mexico in Galveston, my first question would be, "but wouldn't it get beat to hell by every passing hurricane?" And the answer would be yes. Yes, it would.
That's a photo after 1983's Hurricane Alicia, but it was 2008's Hurricane Ike that finally shut the Flagship down. And so it is that the Flagship Hotel no longer exists.
On its old pilings, the Galveston Island Historic Pleasure Pier now stands. It is a prefabricated version of an old-fashioned tourist boardwalk, and it looks to be the very epitome of "pleasure" as envisaged by a ten year old boy hopped up on cotton candy and high fructose corn syrup.
It, too, will be beat to hell by every passing hurricane, but it will be much, much cheaper to repair.
American Falls of Niagara under illumination.