The River Ward Cleanup Pulled Three Tons From the Bank. Here Is What It Found.
A volunteer morning along the lower embankment turned up the usual trash and one genuinely strange artifact.
A volunteer morning along the lower embankment turned up the usual trash and one genuinely strange artifact.
The four-way stop everyone complains about may be the last place in Fairmount where strangers still look each other in the eye.
The community wall by the rail bridge keeps growing, governed by an unwritten code nobody remembers agreeing to.
After eighteen months dark, the neighborhood's oldest bakery is back, with the same ovens and a slightly shorter list.
A variance fight over a proposed apartment addition drew the largest hearing crowd the ward has seen in years.
In a neighborhood short on yards, the real horticulture happens in five-gallon buckets on the stoop.
The empty shop at Green and Twenty-Third has become a Rorschach test for what Fairmount wants to be next.
A quiet schedule change stranded second-shift workers on Ridge Avenue for three weeks before anyone with a printout could say why.