Manchester Memories

By the nature of this blog, many of the places featured here I am unable to visit but others are all too familiar to me. Today's post is the latter.
I was a student a Manchester University in the mid 1990s. If you're  expecting tales of drugged fuelled nights at the Hacienda then I'm sorry to disappoint you, I never went and I never did drugs either. I did get thrown out of the Paradise Factory though for following some friends through a side door as I didn't realise they were trying to sneak in without paying, oh and I once saw Dawn Acton in Jilly's Rockworld but perhaps those stories are better for if I ever cards of those particular nightspots.
I digress, today's subject matters were seen nearly every day by me for three years.  The first card is the Manchester Mathematics tower. I never had lectures here ( I studied languages) but I do remember taking a couple of exams here and finding the room labelling rather confusing. There was an urban legend that the tower had accidentally been built upside down and I can almost believe it. Like most students I tended to use the maths tower as a landmark, especially in the early days when I was new to the city. Its instantly recognisable shape probably aided many a poor student to navigate the city. I know if I saw the tower I knew I was nearly home.
The Mathematics Tower was constructed in 1968 in a modernist-brutalist style by local architecture firm Scherrer and Hicks. It was in use until merger of UMIST and The Victoria University of Manchester in 2004. It was deemed unfit for purpose and demolished the following year.  It was replaced by the Alan Turing Building in 2007. The postcard isn't dated but I've seen a similar picture in the University archive and that is from 1972 which seems accurate for the card.

The next card is of Moberly Tower and the Refectory, now I never stepped foot in Moberly Tower but I did use the refectory quite a bit and enjoyed their fish and chips and hot chocolate.  The Tower was built in 1963 and named after Walter Moberly who was Vice-Chancellor of The University between 1926 and 1934. I don't know if the refectory was built at the same time. It outlasted the Mathematics Tower by 5 years being demolished in 2010 and replaced  by the Alan Gilbert Learning Commons.  The card was sent in 1966.

Regarding the structures, now I'm the kind of person who can see beauty in most buildings but even I struggle to call The Mathematics Tower and especially Moberly Tower attractive , but I do think a refirb would have been preferable to total destruction. The towers were symbolic, and evocative for those of us of a certain age and instantly bring to mind more carefree and idealistic days .  The Maths Tower can even be seen in my graduation photographs. I visited Manchester University a few years ago as part of an alumni event and I shocked to see so few buildings I recognised (my halls of residence have also been destroyed). A lot of my memories are tied up in the look and feel of the place and I found it quite disorientating being among a mixture of the familiar and new. I almost felt as if my memories had never been real or had also been destroyed.
For those who want to see the destruction of the tower, pictures can be viewed here. As you'll see not everyone is as sentimental about the place as I am.
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First there was a Mountain..

This blog has been free from controversy for  while but that might change with today's post.
You're probably wondering what could be controversial about a mountain, it's not the mountain itself which is the issue, but  our old friend geographical renaming.
The McKinley/Denali naming dispute is quite complicated but I'll try my best to write about it.
For some reason I always believed that Mt McKinley was given that name as a mark of respect after President McKinley was assassinated in but that is not the case.
It actually got the name unofficially in 1896 when McKinley was only a presidential candidate, not becoming president until a year later. It became the official name in 1917 ,16 years after McKinley died. The was also the year that the National Park of the same name was established. 
Prior to 1896, the mountain had a number of names locally. To the Kuyokon people it was known as Denali, to the Dena'ina people it was  Dghelay Ka'a and during the Russian ownership of Alaska it was Bolshaya Gora, these translate to "The tall one" and "the big mountain" respectively, appropriate names as Denali is the highest mountain peak in North America.  It was also briefly named local Densmore's Peak after a gold prospector who praised the mountain fulsomely.
There were always renewed efforts to rename the mountain to Denali which was the name commonly used by Alaskans and Mountaineers. The national park was unofficially renamed Denali in 1975 but people would have to wait another 40 years until the mountain followed suit.  The renaming to Denali was officially announced on 6th September 2015 by President Obama during a climate-change focussed visit.
This caused a lot of controversy with people believing it was an insult to McKinley and his native state of Ohio, incidentally McKinley never visited Alaska. Not surprisingly, Donald Trump was one of those opposed to the name change and vowed to revert back to McKinley if he got elected. However, when he became president, the two Alaskan senators , one of whom, Dan Sullivan is married to an Athabaskan (the language group to which Koyukon belongs)   stated they did not wish this and so the mountain remains Denali.
Strangely, postcards with the mountain labelled Mt McKinley seem to be easier to find than those with Denali but that may soon change.
The particular postcard is not dated though the back mentioned that it is was on the newer national parks. It is quite difficult to date scenic postcards but at a guess I'd say 1930s.

Leipzig's Alte Messe.

I hadn't planned on blogging today but I was looking through some old photographs and noticed that it was exactly 20 years ago that I took these of the Soviet Pavilion in Leipzig.

This was  my first experience of urban exploration and it happened by accident. I'd been in Leipzig a couple of weeks by this stage and I'd noticed the shiny gold tower red star in the sky-line and was intrigued to go and visit.  I was initially quite disappointed to see that the buildings were in an abandoned state but soon enjoyed wondering around and taking photographs.
Leipzig has featured in this blog before, with the Paulinekirche being an example of cultural heritage destroyed by the GDR, this time it's the symbols of communism which are shown in a forlorn state.

Leipzig has been famous for its trade fair since the Middle Ages and continues to be so today. The old trade fair complex (Alte Messe) was built in 1913, the Soviet Pavilion being added 12 years later though it didn't get its distinctive look until 1950 taking inspiration from 1930s Moscow architecture. The Pavilion, otherwise known as Halle 12 (Exhibition hall 12) was just one part of the trade fair centre. The card below showing the full extent of the complex.

The next card dates from the mid 1950s and shows people visiting a Sports and Gymnastics exhibition. I don't have any cards depicting the inside but there are photos around on the web if you wish to look.

I don't know when the next postcard is from but I like that it acts as a contrast to my photo, showing construction rather than destruction.

The trade fair moved location in 1996 and the old complex was largely abandoned, though I seem to remember that one of the neighbouring exhibition halls was being used as a supermarket when I was there.
 The steps to exhibition hall 12 are still cordoned off but as it's a protected building it has not, in fact it cannot, be destroyed. I believe that the building is currently being sanitised and plans are afoot for the city archives to be moved there next year. I will update you on that when I know more, but in the time the gold tower and red star remain a symbol of a particular chapter in Leipzig's fascinating history.

A Tale of Two City's Ferris Wheels.

I was reading recently about Linda Ducharme, an American lady who married a Ferris Wheel and while I wouldn't go that far I do think they make an attractive subject for postcards. Also they're not hard to find so it's relatively easy  to build up a collection.
Fortunately for me, there are a fair few famous former Ferris wheels for fantastic future features.

Today I'm just going to look at two of them. The Grande Route de Paris (Great Wheel of Paris) and London's Great Wheel.

There was a period of just 7 years  (1900 -1907)when the two of them existed at the same time. The Great Wheel was built first, being constructed in 1894 and opening a year later for the Empire of India Exhibition in Earls Court.
The 308ft by207 ft. structure had 40 cars which held about 40 passengers each and a revolution took about 20 minutes, apart from for some poor passengers in 1896 who got stuck there for 4 and 1/2 hours when the drive mechanism broke. This doesn't seem to have put people off as the wheel remained in service until 1906, by which time around   2.5 million passengers had enjoyed the ride. It was dismantled a year later and nearby trains were stopped especially for passengers to witness the event which took about 6 hours in total.
This particular card was sent in 1905, so towards the end of The Great Wheel's life.

I don't normally post the back, but the phrases "have written to M" and "Dear 7" caught my eye. Could a proto James Bond have written this? Perhaps not as they would be unlikely to be so blatant as to which train they are getting. Unless it's a double bluff.

The Grande Route de Paris was built in 1900, also for an exhibition, the Exposition Universalle. At the time of opening it was, at 328ft tall, the largest Ferris Wheel in the world, a record in held until 1989 when the Cosmo Clock 21 was opened.
In 1920, the decision was made to dismantle the wheel. A far cry from the hustle, bustle and  optimism the Exposition Universalle which had 50 million visitors, the cars were used to house French families made homeless by WWI and the rest was sold for scrap. A few remnants remained until 1937 before also being sold for scrap.
It was  a popular postcard for American soldiers stationed in France to send home, but my card is postally unused.

Hotel Farr - Dream vs Reality

Have you ever had a grand plan in your mind  for something which hasn't worked out, but what you did end up with was more than satisfactory only for that to eventually come to an end?
I know I have, and John S Farr has too.
Who was John S. Farr? We'll he was a coal operator who envisaged a 14 storey, 250 room hotel in Huntingdon West Virginia.
A drawing of his plan can be seen in this vintage card below. 

However World War I meant that constructions costs increased and the hotel finished up half the size as was planned, but was still rather nice.

Just days after the end of WWI, a pottery salesman became the first guest of the hotel, setting a precedent as the hotel proved popular with travelling salesmen in the decades which followed.
The hotel  changes hands and went through a number of name changes in the 30s and 40s before closing in 1965 . From the 1970s until 2014 the building had been used as offices, business as well as apartments, but has remained empty since July 2014 when a fire damaged most of the building.
The building does actually still stand, and the original Hotel Farr sign is still visible but I'm not aware of any plans to renovate the building. In fact it's very hard to find any information about the place at all, but thanks to postcards and postcard collectors it is not truly forgotten.

Bingham Canyon - Destroyed by Success?

The first blog post of the year brings you a card from a bona fida lost place, Bingham Canyon Utah.
The card is not dated but is though to be from the 1920s.

Bingham Canyon Utah was once a busy little town which attracted a workforce from all over the world. So what happened to turn it into a ghost town?

 
The Beginnings
As with a couple of the other North America towns featured here, Bingham County was a mining town .  It's named after Thomas and Sanford Bingham the brothers who founded the town in 1848. Initially the area was farmland until gold and silver ores were discovered there in the 1860s, the building of a railway a decade later, plus a switch to mining copper helped expand the mines and consequently the town grew too.

The Boom
The early 20th century saw the Bingham Canyon continue to grow, at its peak in the 1910s  the town stretched for about 7 miles and the ethnically diverse population numbered around 15,000. It was considered a true melting pot with communities from all over Europe making up the workforce of the mine. 90% of which was born outside of the USA.

The Decline
Bingham county faced two problems. The first  being that the geography of the place made  urban development difficult. Other  townships were set up and the population of Bingham Canyon began to move out.
Ironically, it was the success of the mine itself which caused the biggest problem for the town. As it became more successful and expansive it encroached on the residential settlement also mechanisation rather than human resources were increasingly used meaning fewer jobs and fewer reasons to stay in the area. This downward its 31 inhabitants voted in favour of disincorporation.
A year later the remaining buildings were razed.


Today
Bingham Canyon Mine is still in operation. In fact it  is the largest man-made excavation in the world and is considered to have produced more copper than any other mine in history it also National Historic Monument Status.  
All land once occupied by Bingham Canyon has been consumed by the mine and no trace of the town exists today making it a genuine lost place.