Yes, Omaha, The Writing’s On The Wall all around us. Progress is underway and cannot be impeded. We must enhance and expand! Today we are breaking with tradition and will aim to tackle two little investigations concerning impending demise: 35th
Tag: Midtown Omaha
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Circo’s Bar at 3231 Harney Street was once the convenient, corner pocket, a kind of warm neighborhood tavern trussed by a steady hard core of regulars. Built in the mid 1920’s, decades before the Circo family took the keys, the sturdy, little,
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It was several seconds before the elevator cage rumbled down to the lobby. As the operator opened the sliding door, I stepped out of the cage into the carpeted hotel corridor and looked for My Man Friday attired in a black frock coat. The
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This is the case of the quiet Tudor at 808 South 60th Street, perched on the eastern edge of Elmwood Park. I began trailing her history, spurred by a tip from a friend. The contents of my dossier shared today are an ode to her secret past.
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I have always been infatuated with the Black House at 52nd and Dodge and I know I am not the only one. Although I have heard its library was once lined with only the best smelling leather-bound books, the silver kept polished by servants and the
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I was struck dumb and could only stare at them as they beckoned through the large picture windows, frozen, as it seemed, in a moment in time. The Mystery Mannequins of Midtown I had discovered some time before, further down the street, had
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The Omaha wrecking ball was in full swing last week. As we, lovers of the long purview, intone our well-worn phrases, light our little candles and murmur the custom platitudes of pities, I will admit I can’t really keep up with this pace. The
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Just the other day I saw that they took down 4679 Leavenworth Street—Jim’s Seek & Save Antiques. Very cool, very weird and most definitely very old. I always kept a watchful, compassionate eye on this one. This structure was one of the
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Early on the morning of Tuesday, August 17, 2021 I was startled to see an excavator tearing down our little Morton Meadows Mystery property at 42nd and Marcy. I had noted the strange pile of broken concrete in the front garden days (weeks?)
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I have been told there was once a dark mansion, somber but rich. Enclosed in dense trees and shrubs, this unapproachable beauty was settled within the wood of a hill overlooking Leavenworth Street. The Mansion in the Trees. If you had happened
