OK, here’s one for your weekend; you’re looking northwest at Peavine Peak. The new Reno High School is just about center in the photo – Booth Street running lower left to upper right in front of the school (to the left, or east of the campus.) There is no Foster Drive yet, although you can see Foster Field to the west – right – of Reno High’s building (note no shop building yet either.) Above – north – of the school you can see Idlewild Park – to the south of the school that’s Idlewild Drive leading off Booth Street. And you can see the Booth Street/California Avenue/Keystone Avenue intersection, albeit in its original configuration.
To the left – the east of that three-way intersection is are two vacant chunks of land; the upper one in the future site of the Federal Building, below that is actually above Keystone Avenue, the bluff on Marsh Avenue (the house that would become the Catholic Parish’s house is to the right in that photo; the home presently at 885 Marsh Avenue at the left portion of that open field would be built that year.)
I regret that I can not offer attribution to the photographer – if a viewer can help with that, I’m all ears….
Guy Clifton, Reno’s best news writer and reporter and analyst of the local scene, a guy that we’re lucky to have writing here in Reno ‘cuz he has the skills to go anywhere there’s a newspaper that needs a top-notch writer, showed up at the Good Old Days Club at the Tamarack Casino on Friday – great shots taken from the Gazoo’s photo archives, and a lot of fun – here’s his archival shot of Msgr. Leo McFadden, who a decade ago I’d have written in the paper, father leo mcfadden, lower-case leo, they called him at RGJ and the Air Guard and probably the Vatican too…all the wags said, he passed away one day and the Pope retired on the next, which is an insight into our Nevada priest…thanks,Guy, for a great hour of memories…</p>
I’ve written before that quite often one can search the hamlet for a new column idea to no avail and come up wanting, and about then a friend across the table at the morning Senior Moment Krispy-Kreme Kaffee Klatsch & BS meeting at the Black Bear Diner disrupts my train of thought with a question: “Where was the Rifleman?” And another question, same morning, that turned into a friendly fist-fight with the gathered geezers: “Did Plumb Lane run east of South Virginia Street in the early ‘60s?” Continue reading
Still not posting anything publicly, we’re now into the restaurant reviewing business.
Had a great fish ‘n chips at the Brasserie St. James – which site I’ve written of before as the old Crystal Springs Water Company in the 900 block of South Center Street. Now it’s a brasserie and a brew pub. Good lunch with a couple of guys, price right, food good, go back anytime.
In fact, took Linda back the following day (a Friday). Joint was packed. Having no reservation, we left, but not until Linda asked for a card with a phone number so we could call ahead next time. Now it gets good:
The hostess, a rather tall, attractive lady, said, “The phone number’s on our website.” This response, as opposed to, “Here’s a card.”
The restaurant’s website http://brasseriesaintjames.com/ , as of today, is “coming soon; see our ad on Facebook.” I’m not on Facebook. I would predict that the Brasserie St. James will be open for a good long time, particularly if they get somebody at the point of a diner’s first visit with a bit more spunk.
Our own Sigma Nu alum, down-in-the-mouth retired oral surgeon and general bon vivant-around-town Jim Megquier, rubbing elbows with another Nevada alum in the Big Easy