Reading the Highland Villager #58

[Basically the problem is that the best source of Saint Paul streets & sidewalks news is the Highland Villager, a very fine and historical newspaper. This wouldn't be a problem, except that its not available online. You basically have to live in or frequent Saint Paul to read it. That's why I'm reading the Highland Villager so that you don't have to. Until this newspaper goes online, sidewalk information must be set free.] 


Total # of articles about sidewalks: 13
Total # of articles about sidewalks written by Jane McClure: 12


Headline: Neighbors learn that moratorium can't stop all new student rentals
Reporter: Jane McClure



Short short version: Apparently reports of the moratorium on student rentals near the St Thomas neighborhood were overblown. The only example given here is a "teardown" of a pre-existing conforming non-conforming use of a duplex that has been used as a triplex. Includes quote of property owner: "This will be a quality building." Also includes quotes from neighbors who are concerned about parking, traffic, and late night noise. Apparently, the zoning code states that legal non-conforming uses can be torn down and rebuilt as they were as long as they aren't vacant for a year and don't involve an expansion of the building size, as this example does.




Headline: Ethio Market to expand at Sibley Manor
Reporter: Jane McClure



Short short version: A small East African grocery store located in an affordable housing complex on West 7th Street will expand into a second apartment in order to sell goat and lamb meat as long as he has no exterior signs on his store.



Headline: Industries along Mississippi seek a place in riverfront plan; Great River Passage omits barge terminal and other existing industrial uses
Reporter: Jane McClure



Short short version: The [aforementioned] new plan for the Mississippi Riverfront through the city, currently under discussion, has raised the ire of those who work on and for industrial activities. There was a public meeting that pointed to how the current play could eliminate many barge "fleeting" areas. [Assumedly, that's where barges park. Though "fleeting" does suggest that these spaces may be temporary, vanishing more rapidly than we can imagine! -Ed.] Article includes quotes from people who enjoy having jobs nearby.  Article also mentions concerns over a proposal for Shepard Road that would be open to trucks but have a lower speed limit. Includes quote from someone who thinks current alignment is dangerous and prevents people from accessing the river. [Yes, yes, that is very true. Please lower the speed limit and make it so its easy to cross Shepard Road! -Ed.]



Headline: Summit eyes $6 million expansion
Reporter: Frank Jossi

Short short version: The Summit brewery may expand in order to make smaller "test batches" of beer.



Headline: Central Corridor bus service studied
Reporter: Jane McClure



Short short version: Metro Transit is going to think about how buses will be affected by the new train. This is particularly important because there is a big gap in north-south routes between Dale and Snelling.



Headline: Demolition of the Ford Plant in Highland will begin in May
Reporter: Jane McClure



Short short version: [Self explanatory.] There will be dust and noise.



Headline: Selby parking lot continues to divide Union Park council
Reporter: Jane McClure



Short short version: The Pizza Lucé parking lot has "erupted into a bitter dispute" after a [really heated, really really heated] community meeting. Article includes the following verbs: "accusing", "scolded", "undermining", "rescinded," "expecting", "dismayed". Article implies that things may be getting better, somehow.



Headline: St Paul OKs late-night noise variances for light-rail work
Reporter: Jane McClure



Short short version: The City Council said that the LRT crew can work late at night on through the end of the year, but only if they do some sort of study thing about noise created thus far.



Headline: Council to hear comments on planned Prior Avenue bikeway
Reporter: Jane McClure



Short short version: On March 21 the City Council will hear comments on a bike facility on Prior. It's only sharrows along much of it, though, because the street isn't wide enough for full bike lanes without removing parking. [Inconceivable! -Ed.]



Headline: Changes to parking district near UST gain momentum
Reporter: Jane McClure



Short short version: The City Council will vote on approving permit parking restrictions around St Thomas. [They approved it.]



Headline: East Metro prosecutors form coalition for fighting crime
Reporter: Jane McClure



Short short version: [Oh how I wish this was a superhero headline, like from the Daily Planet.]



Headline: Unity Church outlines its plans for building addition, upgraded entry
Reporter: Jane McClure



Short short version: The church on Holly Avenue is going to expand, if all goes well.



Headline: New use planned for old Church Home
Reporter: Jane McClure



Short short version: Someone wants to try and turn the old church home on Ashland Avenue  into a senior housing complex by tearing down some old 60s and 80s buildings and building a new building. It'll have 90 units, in theory.

Department of Transportation Buildings of America #1

[Department of Transportation Building, Alabama.]

[Department of Transportation Building, Alaska.]

[Department of Transportation Building, Arkansas.]

[Department of Transportation Building, Arizona.]

[Department of Transportation Building, California.]

A World-Weary Tour of St Paul's new Union Depot

[Under the massive skylight.]

I’m a natural born cynic. Confronted by a glass containing a moderate amount of water, I immediately imagine a world paved with drinking fountains. Any piece of good news landing at my feet appears to me a missed opportunity for perfection. Given lemons and the inevitable lemonade, I taste only the lack of sweetness, the acid tint. I wonder loudly if it is locally sourced. (Hint: NO! its NOT!).

This is why even a piece of ostensibly good news is, to me, an opportunity for unfurled pessimism. Each ribbon cutting an exercise in the mental yoga of the jaded.

Speaking of which, I was excited to get the chance to tour the Union Depot in downtown St Paul one sunny afternoon. It's a magnificent train station of the type too rare in America, an endangered urban species that barely survived its 20th century parking lot habitat carnage and the great railroad plague. Most of these beautiful old stations have vanished or are crumbling, replaced by beige concrete boxes that make FEMA trailers relatively opulent. You can list on few hands America's remaining beautiful stations. I have seen Philadelphia's 30th Street, Portland's  and Washington's Union. I have wandered through Boston's South at dusk, stumbled into New Haven's, and lost myself in New York’s Grand Central. I hear that Cincinnati has a great old station kept in captivity, only used twice a week for lack of trains. Detroit's is growing trees. Minneapolis's is kept half frozen. New York's Penn can only be found in grainy photographs nailed to the pillars of purgatory.

And for years now, St Paul's beautiful quasi-condemned train station has lurked like a dark oak on the edge of the river, used only to display famous shipwrecks. The station wiles its days harboring a marginal Greek restaurant like a forgotten expatriate genius playing checkers in a foreign tongue. Eating lamb in the midst of this mammoth mothballed building must be like pacing a mossy tomb, ghosts passing condiments.

But now - all hail the congressional earmark - the old Union Depot is being completely remodeled and restored. The historic preservationists have selected one particular historical moment - 1928 (or something) - and they're doing everything within reason to re-create that moment in time, down to the exact ticks of the clocks.

[That this water fountain looks strange is proof of its authenticity.]

[Station Master goes here.]

[This "Central Standard Time" once surrounded a clock, I'd bet.]

[Somehow, the Greek restaurant still has a few years remaining on its lease.]

[The tops of marble pillars.]

The tour was glorious. The building looks beautiful. The large entrance hall now wears its original colors, which happen to be a really unusual combination of light pink, bright yellow, and olive green.  It’s rather like the original colors on the horses of the St Paul Como Park carousel, some forgotten palette greeting us like a man in a strange hat. They've installed marble floors to amplify the echos of your hard shoes. They have a sign that says "boiler room" sitting in an alcove, waiting to be mounted.

And when you walk through the almost doorway into the endless waiting room, you find forgotten ornament bathed in ambient skylight. You see a bas relief mural winding round the entirety of the interior cornice of a massive space, a thin slice of texture telling "the story of Minnesota transportation” from Conestoga wagon to streamlined train. Few tour guides enjoy their jobs as much as ours did as he told the tale of cleaning off every last grain of dirt from the mural, only to realize that without dirt, nobody could make out any carved detail. They had to go back and re-dinge the relief sculptures around the edges to provide at least some contrast between the fore and background.

[Entering the waiting room.]

[Click on this photo to examine the detail.]

[The tour guide points up.]

The Other Side of the Coin

There you have it. A glorious train station. And through some sort of bureaucratic miracle, St Paul has enough money to restore all of it to its pre-automotive zenith. All this is good.

There’s only one catch, to my cynical mind. The problem with restoring a glorious train station in the middle of St Paul in the year 2012 is that, today, there are no trains. Currently, at present, the giant train schedule mounted in the lobby will display exactly one train departure and one train arrival. Having a beautiful train station in the middle of St Paul is like running a VCR repair shop. It doesn't really matter how good you are at your job; your business model has a problem.

Of course there are plenty of great plans for the future. If you talk to the Ramsey Country Rail Authority planner type people, they’ll show you a vision for the Union Depot with a great many colored arrows pointing all kinds of ways. The map includes trains leaving and coming and going to and from Duluth and Madison and Chicago ("high speed rail" translates into 100 miles per hour, by the way) and Rochester and all manner of points West. It’s a nice vision! But in the real world reality of the situation, in the Twin Cities that we actually live in, there is only one train and it's supposed to have been here at 10:30 but it's running ninety minutes late. Taking the train from this station will be like sitting down at Chez Panisse and ordering a hot dog.

Instead, the union depot will have a lot of buses. There will be Greyhound buses, city buses, and a light rail train stopping outside of its vast and historically accurate car-free plaza. I suppose the hope is that the simple fact of having a beautiful train station will somehow spur the development of a passenger rail system in the Twin Cities, but at the very least one has to admit to a leap in logic. If you build it, will they come? If the trains don't come, what will become of this beautiful place? Will it sit unpeopled as an empty fairground?



Union Depot Connections

There are other questions, too, with the way that Union Depot will join hands with the middle of St Paul. As Jeff has already pointed out, the plaza in front of the Union Depot is half beautiful and half ugly. It seems to me a potentially perfect public space. It sits in a lovely nook of old 6 – 12 story office and warehouse buildings, and spending time on a bench there could feel as good as sitting in San Francisco’s Union Square or New York’s Washington Square. The only issue, according to historical preservationist fiat, that there are no benches. The plaza is completely empty, and feels feels instead like a parking lot.

[The only thing historically inaccurate about this plaza is its complete lack of people.]

The county planner explained that they've put out a bid for someone to come in and run the  commercial and retail aspects of the train station, and that whoever wins the bid (which apparently includes lots of companies who run similar train stations in other parts of the country) will be able to program the plaza space for some sort of social events. The only catch is that they won't be allowed to make "permanent changes" to the space. I’d like to see something similar to what they do in the Hennepin County government center plaza, something like William H. Whyte's favorite kind of  moveable furniture.

Also, they couldn't figure out how to use the massive depot as a way to bridge the downtown and the  riverfront, which seems like a missed opportunity. Who can walk to the river in St Paul without almost killing themselves on Shepard Road? Nobody.

And last but not least, probably the only way to get to the station along Kellogg Boulevard involves walking down the smallest sidewalk in the city, a sidewalk that's almost escalator thin.

So there you have my best attempt at cynicism. Now that I look at it, I see the hopelessness of my stance. I hear my futile bitterness. Faced with my empty pose, my hand keeping up my chin, I can only release a whispered sigh that gathers dust floating through the brick room, coming to rest on the handle of an empty coffee mug waiting to be washed away.      

[To trains.]

[The future train platform, and the only original staircase.]

[An unfinished escalator.]

Update:

Immediately after posting this article, the persons in charge of the Greyhound Bus Transportation Company concluded, after all, NOT to run buses out of the Union Depot in St Paul. It's almost as if they read my words and were decisively swayed.

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Sidewalk Rating: Spring Surprise! 

So, let’s put the question differently: what things are contemporary? Consider a late-model car. It is a disparate aggregate of scientific and technical solutions dating from different periods. One can date it component by component: this part was invented at the turn of the century, another, ten years ago, and Carnot’s cycle is almost two hundred years old. Not to mention that the wheel dates back to Neolithic times. The ensemble is only contemporary by assemblage, by its design, its finish, sometimes only by the slickness of the advertising surrounding it.

[Michel Serres, speaking with Bruno Latour.]

[A girl biking with her dog on Lake Street.]

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BikeSnobNYC Coming to Cauffman Union Tuesday

[I peed myself when I saw this sign.]

As a "blogger", it's important that every once in a while I pause to consider that my life is pretty pathetic. It consists of assumptions of self-importance based on what basically amounts to random search engine traffic accidentally being sent to this site from Eastern Europe. Approximately 12% of the non-random traffic to this site is just me clicking the referesh button.

I spent almost all of my day typing what should be private thoughts into a small text box, before deleting them. The rest of my time is spent wandering the streets of the Twin Cities searching almost in vain for tiny details of the landscape of which to take photographs that only about twelve people ever see. I spend three hours every day walking up and down Lake Street looking for dogs tied to parking meters. When I finally spot one, I get far too excited.

Basically, I wander the sidewalks in a creepy manner, not unlike a zombie paparazzi. People routinely cross the street just to avoid my ungainly visage.

But, that's the life of a sidewalk blogger I guess. And it's a lonely life, at least if you assign any value to actual face-to-face human interaction. Thankfully, I don't!

Instead, I surf the internet nine hours a day while almost completely ignoring the world around me. I'm lucky if I notice the rising and setting of the sun, let alone retain the slightest degree of empathy for others. And in my world of cyber-narcisissm, I have my own pantheon of importance, idols that I hold up to admire like statuettes. And there are few bloggers that I admire more than BikeSnobNYC, who will BE HERE IN MINNEAPOLIS on TUESDAY!!!  At 4:30! In CAUFFMAN!!!

OMG

I will be there like a 1965 Beatles Fan (except in the Twin Cities, where they didn't sell out).