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Night on University Ave., Olive St. above Switzer Canyon, Rob Quigley's vision for Little Italy
Francis Parker vs. the neighbors, the queen of Normal Heights, the secret of Amici Park, Hillcrest and the cabbie, Front Street house saved, No drive-thrus in Golden Hill
A lot of the merchants don’t like the homeless people around their stores.
University Avenue Nocturne
“We try to cruise by the hot spots where there has been trouble. Bars or restaurants, businesses, what have you. For example. Shooters bar on 30th Street in North Park has had some problems with people passing by, opening the door, and yelling out, ‘Hey, you faggots!’ or something. And then someone threw a beer bottle in there. The Gay and Lesbian Center has had been a few people who’ve opened the doors and screamed something inside.”
By John Brizzolara, March 10, 1994 | Read full article
Kris Wackerli and Iris. We walked up the canyon for 20 minutes, looking at the backs of houses, collecting pebbles, noticing wildflowers. “Now you know why I love it here,” said Wackerli.
A Quiet Cul-de-sac in North Park
In her first summer here, Fargo helped organize the street’s first block party. The road was barricaded off, and neighbors set up barbecues. With candles lit and dishes to share, the party went on until two in the morning. But Lee is the first to admit that the easy give-and-take that has since marked the various get-togethers has nothing to do with her. This was just life here on Olive Street, with its alley, its canyon.
By Jangchup Phelgyal, Nov. 9, 2000 | Read full article
The cottages that line Elm Street between India and Columbia have been converted into shops and connected through an astonishing web of color.
Condos Invade Little Italy
"I noticed that in a lot of the old buildings along India, there was a courtyard [behind the building] in the center of the block, with an access [through the building]. That doesn't happen anywhere else downtown that I know of; it's an item that's particular to this area of Little Italy. I was looking for those kinds of particulars, so that I could re-create my own version of that and add to the personality.”
By Matthew Lickona, Nov. 8, 2001 | Read full article
Cindy Ireland: "It's big business basically bullying a smaller community."
No Drive-Thru in My Driveway
Anne Riedman, a real estate investment broker who works in Golden Hill, said drive-throughs clash with the neighborhood's goal to create a pedestrian-oriented community. "Whenever you have a drive-through restaurant, it's certainly not easy to walk [near them]…. There's no reason to amend the plan for their profitability, What I find interesting is ten years ago they said it was not financially feasible to not have a drive-through, and they've been operating there for ten years."
By Suzy Hagstrom, March 2, 2000 | Read full article
Francis Parker school, 1940s. Since 1913, the school has sat on five acres bound by Montecito Avenue on the south, Randolph Street to the west, a canyon to the east, and Plumosa Way to the north.
Mission Hills vs School
Originally, a strip of public street called Plumosa Way, which runs 100 yards from Randolph Street to the edge of the canyon, was the northern boundary of the school. The street served Parker and two houses on the north side of the street, a blockish pseudo-adobe number on the east and a wood-sided '60s modern to the west on the corner with Randolph. Parker bought the former five years ago and the latter this past summer.
By Ernie Grimm, Dec. 6, 2001 | Read full article
John Hussler: "I walked in the front door, and a woman kicked a chair in front of me. Just to let me know, I guess, that men were basically not welcome."
Nowhere Zone: The Rise, Fall, and Rise of Normal Heights
“I saw a lot of potential. I saw a place that had a real ‘neighborhood feel.’ It just needed community involvement. I remember that the first big issue that really caught my attention was the overcrowding, the density. Adams Elementary School was packed. Developers wanted to tear down more single-family homes to build more apartment buildings. Okay, fine. So the city needed affordable housing. But we weren’t getting any additional infrastructure to compensate for the density.”
By Abe Opincar, Nov. 27, 2002 | Read full article
Catty-corner across from Amici Park (next to our Lady of the Rosary).
No Man Is Lonely While Eating Spaghetti
When I close my eyes and think of Amici Park, I see young mothers and children, bocce players of various ages. I see the foreign-language students, eating, smoking, while incongruously playing handheld video games and a golden retriever or two in the background. The colors on the canvas behind my eyelids, in the background, are forest green, two khaki stripes (the sand courts), redwood, red-and-white checked tablecloths never to flutter in a breeze.
By John Brizzolara, Jan. 29, 2004 | Read full article
Bocardo's. A lady with a wig and old-lady glasses and a big chest that blended with the rest of her was Margie. She looked at me with her mouth hanging open and the ceiling lights reflected on her glasses like bowls.
Hillcrest
I picked up a bell for Bocardo’s about nine-thirty on Friday night, my first night of work. (I was hanging in Hillcrest because I know it and because there was plenty of business from the market at least.) I drove right there, parked in front, and walked into the bar holding my hat and asked the bartender who called a cab. “Margie?” he said. A lady with a wig and old-lady glasses and a big chest was Margie.
By Joe Applegate, Dec. 2, 1976 | Read full article
There was a step-ladder in the upstairs bay window. The ladder was alone and looked out across “wop town" into the San Diego Bay.
Front Street
Homer Delawie said, “Let’s go look at that house.” We trudged up the street and came back, resettled ourselves in my old parlour. Our moans became, with one voice, a cry to arms. Again, it’s history. We saved the Gilbert, and we've since saved that house’s old friends; the Bushyhead House, the Christian House, and another whose name I can't remember, have all been moved, and sit, together again, down in Old Town.
By Robert Miles Parker, Dec. 9, 1976 | Read full article
Here's something you might be interested in.
Night on University Ave., Olive St. above Switzer Canyon, Rob Quigley's vision for Little Italy
Francis Parker vs. the neighbors, the queen of Normal Heights, the secret of Amici Park, Hillcrest and the cabbie, Front Street house saved, No drive-thrus in Golden Hill
Night on University Ave., Olive St. above Switzer Canyon, Rob Quigley's vision for Little Italy
Francis Parker vs. the neighbors, the queen of Normal Heights, the secret of Amici Park, Hillcrest and the cabbie, Front Street house saved, No drive-thrus in Golden Hill
A lot of the merchants don’t like the homeless people around their stores.
University Avenue Nocturne
“We try to cruise by the hot spots where there has been trouble. Bars or restaurants, businesses, what have you. For example. Shooters bar on 30th Street in North Park has had some problems with people passing by, opening the door, and yelling out, ‘Hey, you faggots!’ or something. And then someone threw a beer bottle in there. The Gay and Lesbian Center has had been a few people who’ve opened the doors and screamed something inside.”
By John Brizzolara, March 10, 1994 | Read full article
Kris Wackerli and Iris. We walked up the canyon for 20 minutes, looking at the backs of houses, collecting pebbles, noticing wildflowers. “Now you know why I love it here,” said Wackerli.
A Quiet Cul-de-sac in North Park
In her first summer here, Fargo helped organize the street’s first block party. The road was barricaded off, and neighbors set up barbecues. With candles lit and dishes to share, the party went on until two in the morning. But Lee is the first to admit that the easy give-and-take that has since marked the various get-togethers has nothing to do with her. This was just life here on Olive Street, with its alley, its canyon.
By Jangchup Phelgyal, Nov. 9, 2000 | Read full article
The cottages that line Elm Street between India and Columbia have been converted into shops and connected through an astonishing web of color.
Condos Invade Little Italy
"I noticed that in a lot of the old buildings along India, there was a courtyard [behind the building] in the center of the block, with an access [through the building]. That doesn't happen anywhere else downtown that I know of; it's an item that's particular to this area of Little Italy. I was looking for those kinds of particulars, so that I could re-create my own version of that and add to the personality.”
By Matthew Lickona, Nov. 8, 2001 | Read full article
Cindy Ireland: "It's big business basically bullying a smaller community."
No Drive-Thru in My Driveway
Anne Riedman, a real estate investment broker who works in Golden Hill, said drive-throughs clash with the neighborhood's goal to create a pedestrian-oriented community. "Whenever you have a drive-through restaurant, it's certainly not easy to walk [near them]…. There's no reason to amend the plan for their profitability, What I find interesting is ten years ago they said it was not financially feasible to not have a drive-through, and they've been operating there for ten years."
By Suzy Hagstrom, March 2, 2000 | Read full article
Francis Parker school, 1940s. Since 1913, the school has sat on five acres bound by Montecito Avenue on the south, Randolph Street to the west, a canyon to the east, and Plumosa Way to the north.
Mission Hills vs School
Originally, a strip of public street called Plumosa Way, which runs 100 yards from Randolph Street to the edge of the canyon, was the northern boundary of the school. The street served Parker and two houses on the north side of the street, a blockish pseudo-adobe number on the east and a wood-sided '60s modern to the west on the corner with Randolph. Parker bought the former five years ago and the latter this past summer.
By Ernie Grimm, Dec. 6, 2001 | Read full article
John Hussler: "I walked in the front door, and a woman kicked a chair in front of me. Just to let me know, I guess, that men were basically not welcome."
Nowhere Zone: The Rise, Fall, and Rise of Normal Heights
“I saw a lot of potential. I saw a place that had a real ‘neighborhood feel.’ It just needed community involvement. I remember that the first big issue that really caught my attention was the overcrowding, the density. Adams Elementary School was packed. Developers wanted to tear down more single-family homes to build more apartment buildings. Okay, fine. So the city needed affordable housing. But we weren’t getting any additional infrastructure to compensate for the density.”
By Abe Opincar, Nov. 27, 2002 | Read full article
Catty-corner across from Amici Park (next to our Lady of the Rosary).
No Man Is Lonely While Eating Spaghetti
When I close my eyes and think of Amici Park, I see young mothers and children, bocce players of various ages. I see the foreign-language students, eating, smoking, while incongruously playing handheld video games and a golden retriever or two in the background. The colors on the canvas behind my eyelids, in the background, are forest green, two khaki stripes (the sand courts), redwood, red-and-white checked tablecloths never to flutter in a breeze.
By John Brizzolara, Jan. 29, 2004 | Read full article
Bocardo's. A lady with a wig and old-lady glasses and a big chest that blended with the rest of her was Margie. She looked at me with her mouth hanging open and the ceiling lights reflected on her glasses like bowls.
Hillcrest
I picked up a bell for Bocardo’s about nine-thirty on Friday night, my first night of work. (I was hanging in Hillcrest because I know it and because there was plenty of business from the market at least.) I drove right there, parked in front, and walked into the bar holding my hat and asked the bartender who called a cab. “Margie?” he said. A lady with a wig and old-lady glasses and a big chest was Margie.
By Joe Applegate, Dec. 2, 1976 | Read full article
There was a step-ladder in the upstairs bay window. The ladder was alone and looked out across “wop town" into the San Diego Bay.
Front Street
Homer Delawie said, “Let’s go look at that house.” We trudged up the street and came back, resettled ourselves in my old parlour. Our moans became, with one voice, a cry to arms. Again, it’s history. We saved the Gilbert, and we've since saved that house’s old friends; the Bushyhead House, the Christian House, and another whose name I can't remember, have all been moved, and sit, together again, down in Old Town.
By Robert Miles Parker, Dec. 9, 1976 | Read full article
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