April 17, 2012
Awhile back, I posted an article to my Facebook page about Brownsville. Now I don’t have anything against this guy, or what he wrote. Calling it a ghost town is pretty accurate, to be honest. There are a handful of places still operating on the main drag through town, but it’s mostly boarded up buildings. What’s strange for me is to read about the place I live, especially in the context of being some mecca for photographers looking for some rust belt nostalgia. I’ve heard similar sentiments from some residents of Braddock (a lot of which was stirred up by the recent Levi’s ads that featured the area, or selective parts of it).
I never saw Brownsville in anything that could have been described as a “heyday,” but I do remember it being busier than it is now, and have seen a number of businesses close. As a kid, we got all of our prescriptions at the Thrift Drug in town, and my husband said all of his doctor appointments were in the Union Station building (for whatever reason, we went to Centerville Clinic). My mother used to get her sewing machine repaired there, by a guy that fixed sewing machines and refrigerators (I’m not sure where the overlap in skill is on that one). He passed away, and the shop closed. I used to waitress at the diner they reference in the article, and that’s one of the few places that is still open. I understand where some of the sentiment comes from, but hearing people romanticize the town is just a little weird to me.
I made a comment that if the Huffington Post wanted photos of Brownsville, that I could certainly hook them up. I thought instead, I’d share them here. It’s a random assortment of shots that I’ve taken in or of Brownsville since we moved back here in ’08, and I guess it’s my perspective on the place. I’m certainly better at photographing places than I am at writing about them.
So, any other locals want to weigh in? Out-of-towners planning to visit?
October 8, 2011
I met Jordan through her older brother (he taught me Chemistry, then subsequently got a lower grade in the class than I did). She’d mentioned that she hoped I got some photos of Ryan smiling – every year, I get at least one groom that doesn’t like smiling for photos. But I’m pretty sneaky, and as it turns out, he spent most of the day smiling. Marrying a pretty girl does that to you, I suppose.
August 22, 2011
This is the first of John and Sydney’s weddings. One here, where John’s folks are from, and one in Kentucky, for Sydney’s side of the family. By the end of the year, they’re going to be SO married.
September 12, 2010
What’s that song, “I Knew the Bride When She Used to Rock n’ Roll?” Well, I knew the groom when he used to pop the heads off of my Barbie dolls. It’s always fun to do weddings when you know the people, and though I didn’t really know Amanda’s family too well, they fit in just fine with our bunch of weirdos. Please know that I mean ‘weirdo’ in just the nicest possible way.
Amanda, welcome to the family. And we’re sorry in advance.
Ceremony: West Bend United Methodist Church
Reception: Penncraft Community Center
Flowers: Geoff Eskut
DJ: Deiter von Holtzbrinck
August 29, 2010
Things got a bit hectic around here! But never fear, updates are coming.
This was a fun one, partly because it was in my hometown (Tara and Jason were married at Nemacolin Castle in Brownsville), and partly because I went to grade school with the groom.
Ceremony: Nemacolin Castle, Brownsville PA
Reception: Republic Social Hall, Republic PA
DJ: Audio Force Productions
Mick’s Chocolate Fountains