I only live two and a half miles from my old Fourth Street homestead and often ride by. Last year I was upset when they put up a sign at the beginning of the block saying "Gould Avenue".All I could think was "where did they make that up?" Well I can sleep easier tonight. They took down the sign and replaced it with "Service Road". That makes sense. Long live Fourth Street, though I was a Third Street guy. You were know not by where you lived, but where you hung out. This type of culture is a mystery to her current teenagers who hang not on street corners, but malls and in cyberspace.
I grew up attending the Roseville Baptist Church at 12 Gould Avenue, on the triangle bounded by West Market Street and South 11th Street. Alas is right. Now the Interstate runs through where the basement was. My parents and grandparents attended that church from about 1905 until its demise in 1955.
