Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Save the Date.

These were sent to me. Here are some upcoming events.

First event

1st Annual Taste of Mt. Greenwood
Sunday, September 27, 11 a.m.- 5 p.m.
at the Chicago Agricultural School, 3807 . 111th St. Chicago.
Food
craft/vendor show
Car Show
petting zoo
Pet parade/blessing
and MORE!!!

Second event:

ALL ABOUT ME Boutique
makes it
All About the Season with Twas the Night to Shop!
The Ultimate Shopping Event!!
Thursday, November 5, 7-11pm
at 115 Bourbon St. in Merrionette Park
$3.00 admission
Free appetizer buffet
Cash Bar- Over 40 vendors to shop from!

Seven Holy Tombs

The majority was right. Mt. Greenwood was formerly called Seven Holy Tombs.

John R. Powers wrote three books about growing up in Mt. Greenwood, which he calls Seven Holy Tombs in the book. If you have never read them, go to the library and get them. They are hilarious. Last Catholic in America, Do Patent Leather Shoes Really Reflect Up? and The Unoriginal Sinner and the Ice-Cream God.

Here is a little history of Mt. Greenwood from Wikipedia:

...Even though there were a small number of settlers in Mt. Greenwood, the origins of Mt. Greenwood began in 1877 when it was surveyed by George Waite. Mr. Waite established an area where he could trade with the local Native Americans. Mount Greenwood Cemetery was established around this time by Mr. Waite. With the cemetery came the saloons and restaurants and eventually tracks for horse and greyhound racing. Mt. Greenwood became part of Chicago in 1927. It was not until 1936 that the Works Progress Administration finally laid sewage systems, and paved and lighted city streets. As late as the 1960s, the Mount Greenwood Civic Association was still fighting the city for curbs and gutters. By the 1980s, Mount Greenwood was home to the last surviving farm in the city, which was developed as the Chicago High School for Agricultural Sciences at the southeast corner of 111th and Pulaski...

To add to the above, Mt. Greenwood also had quite a few brothels. People would travel by train for drinking, gambling and well, you know. Guess the neighbors buried in the cemetaries didn't complain too much.
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