Now and then/1950s. This is Main Street, New Albany, Indiana. On the left, the tracks and buildings are still standing, but the right has had a do over. Near the Ohio River, across from Louisville.


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When I was a wee lad (Mid 1950s), my mother (Mary Katherine Pait Suddeth) and I took the train from Detroit to Jeffersonville, Indiana. My grandparents met us at the station. I am thrilled the train station is still with us though the tracks are long gone. Near the corner of 10th and Spring, across the street from where my parents met.
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Site of wooden-walled Fort Finney, built in 1786 by the military to deter Indian raids, it is directly across the Ohio River from downtown Louisville. Renamed Fort Steuben in 1791, it closed in 1793. The village that grew around the fort became Jeffersonville, Indiana. To the right are 2 bridges, Lincoln Bridge & Kennedy Bridge, the actual site of the fort. I was born a few blocks away at the Clark County Memorial Hospital.
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My grandmother, Mary Gillenwater Pait, stands before Kehoe Grocery, 7th & Ohio, Jeffersonville, Indiana. Next door is her mother’s home—Louisa Ann Gillenwaters. Mary was living in a house a couple doors to the left, not pictured. A tornado took the roof off. Grandma was stunned but not hurt. (Kehoe’s still standing) 1922
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Life and death of a town. Marysville, Indiana is a small town about 25 miles northeast of Louisville. My grandfather grew up on a farm near here (young Colonel Sanders was his neighbor). Back then, Marysville was a prosperous place. Then the railroad died. Next I-65 was built a few miles west, allowing traffic to bypass Marysville. Finally, a 2015 tornado almost leveled the town. Now it reminds me of a tree stump trying to regenerate, not dead, but no longer a tree.