Six thousand souls. It’s Pauls Valley, and he’ll fight any man who says t’ain’t!
You have to wonder: did the investors fight at the last minute and fall out?
"Boss, I know you’re proud of the renovation and there’s lots of display space outside the store, but when I’m behind the back counter I got about two inches between me and the wall.”
Could be a 20s product that made sure shoes in the closet always stayed together.
PATTERSON & CONNER
So Mr. Conner threw his weight in with Patterson, rather than Shumate?
Wonder what the story was.
Once there was a bigger name, and there wasn’t that downtown-depressing word.
It was this.
These tiles always catch my eye. It’s the look of the commercial world when I was a little kid.
There’s a certain style of rehab that looks like they slathered on pancake makeup too thick. Always makes the buildings look unformed and blobby.
Hmm. Fire or collapse - or, renovation?
Nothing seem out of the ordinary . . .
. . . until you look at the size of the doors.
There’s a bright testament of faith in downtown:
I wonder if the canopy was installed by a previous tenant, though. Let's rewind the google . . .
Gosh, do you think it might have been a drug store?
That waterspout doesn’t look like it’s absolutely mission-critical.
GARVIN. That’s the county. This could’ve been a gummint office.
Dang, that’s nice::
And nicely maintained. Lends a note of ancient dignity to downtown.
As opposed to, say . . . this.
Nice going, Blanton.
I wouldn’t be surprised if there was another Roman temple under there.
They just kept whomping it with the ugly stick. Note the windows - I’m betting those are originals.
It was the Valley theater, once.
Rote early 20th century office block, with a mindless rehab.
“I don’t care if the brick doesn’t match, I want to lighten it up! You know, get with it!”
One OUMB is never enough
Not the most inspirational fountain you’ll see today.