After I was born at St. Mary's Infirmary in 1951 my folks brought me home to Avenue Q1/2. Decades later I wrote a song titled "Avenue Q1/2". Galveston Island, beloved island of my birth. Go Galveston.
I was born in St. Mary's Infirmary in 1957. I still have my original birth certificate with the red-ink feet prints on it. I last lived in Galveston in 1994. Oh, the stories I could tell regarding Galveston Island! I once lived on Q1/2 and 33rd street. I rented a room from a woman who had a cop for a husband. I was working at the Pelican Island Bridge grinding rust and primering/painting it. "Maine" says "hello".
You're right about that, some of my most interesting times and discoveries growing up in Galveston happened while cutting through alleys while riding my bike or driving to someplace else.
I have a rear (alley) address on a half street. Postman leaves all packages at the front house. Takes time to explain to people who send letters or packages what the half-street rear address means
In the 70's, and probably way before that, you could drink and drive cruising down the road without any worry. The law was that you couldn't be DRUNK and driving, but a beer in hand was perfectly normal behavior on a hot sweltering summer day. But now drinking and driving "down an alley" was totally different. If one was driving down an alley while drinking the law assumed something was being hidden, like drunk driving or maybe crime intentions. On the open streets I'd often tip my beer can to an officer while driving past them. They'd just nod their head back to me for saying "hello", and maybe keep their eyes on me if they saw me driving a bit later on, figuring I was probably on my 4th or 5th beer by then. I was born on Galveston Island in the late 50's. Galveston was an open island that didn't go around looking for trouble, but knew exactly how to take care of it if it presented itself to the law. It's the only place I've ever heard that has half-streets. Thank you for making this video.
I can't remember where exactly it is I'm from Baytown Texas and I've grown up my entire life going to Galveston but last time a couple years ago when we went my boyfriend and I stumbled upon a old cobblestone tiny building that was falling apart and come to find out it was where a pirate would hide anyone's able to go inside it's located in between two shotgun frame style homes when you step inside there is a what looks like a well but it's not it just has collected water throughout the years and we thought that maybe he the pirate used to go down into it and hide it's very spooky not really big but you can tell it used to be a lot bigger I'm not quite sure if it was a home that had a hideaway in it or like a saloon I want to say it's not far from a large cemetery and I think it's close enough to where you can see the cruise ship docked there's an alley I believe to the side of it I know for sure in the back of it there's also a chain link fence on the back side and whenever you go inside you see abandoned shoes and clothes maybe from the homeless so if you come up on it please wear boots because you don't want to step on any drug paraphernalia also I wanted to add when you go inside you immediately feel a heaviness on your chest almost as if someone is breathing behind you or pulling you closer to the well part
After I was born at St. Mary's Infirmary in 1951 my folks brought me home to Avenue Q1/2. Decades later I wrote a song titled "Avenue Q1/2". Galveston Island, beloved island of my birth. Go Galveston.
That’s awesome!!!
I was born in St. Mary's Infirmary in 1957. I still have my original birth certificate with the red-ink feet prints on it. I last lived in Galveston in 1994. Oh, the stories I could tell regarding Galveston Island! I once lived on Q1/2 and 33rd street. I rented a room from a woman who had a cop for a husband. I was working at the Pelican Island Bridge grinding rust and primering/painting it. "Maine" says "hello".
So awesome to learn all about this!!!!!
You're right about that, some of my most interesting times and discoveries growing up in Galveston happened while cutting through alleys while riding my bike or driving to someplace else.
Bravo! Again, JR, you bring us on one of your awesome journeys. Thank you, Sir!
Lets heart it for the Daily News! Well done--glad they make your program possible.
I visited Galveston last year and didn’t even notice them. Can’t wait to visit again
Very cool. Love learning the quirky history and little known facts about Galveston. More please.
I have over 70 videos just like this on the channel! Check ‘em out!
Grew up on 18th and L,...Love me some Galveston jasmine nights..riding my bike through those streets and alleys...staying up til sunrise...wooo wee.
I spent a lot of time playing in and walking through the alleys when I was growing up in the East End Historical District.
Another wonderful presentation that solves a great mystery!
I lived on M1/2 and 30th for a few years, interesting hood great neighbors, and churches.
My grandmother’s house was on O-1/2. It’s now the parking lot of the Double Tree
I love that area and I hate that it’s all hotel parking now
Awesome video, thank you
I lived on Avenue R 1/2 back in the 90's. ❤
I live on 9th and church the sound the wind makes whipping down the alley is creepy.
Great video! Looks like the back building at the Krueger house needs a paint job. I didn't know you shot your early videos on VHS! 😆
Thanks!
It was between VHS and Betamax 😂
The owner is actually working on getting that done soon. She wants to keep the fire engine red which is great!
@@nichgal123 That's great to know. Thanks!
Thanks!
Thank you so much!! I couldn't do this without supporters like you!
I have a rear (alley) address on a half street. Postman leaves all packages at the front house. Takes time to explain to people who send letters or packages what the half-street rear address means
Freeport TX residential neighborhoods have alleys too
I used to live on P 1/2. My joke was I had to go a block to pee 😅
In the 70's, and probably way before that, you could drink and drive cruising down the road without any worry. The law was that you couldn't be DRUNK and driving, but a beer in hand was perfectly normal behavior on a hot sweltering summer day. But now drinking and driving "down an alley" was totally different. If one was driving down an alley while drinking the law assumed something was being hidden, like drunk driving or maybe crime intentions. On the open streets I'd often tip my beer can to an officer while driving past them. They'd just nod their head back to me for saying "hello", and maybe keep their eyes on me if they saw me driving a bit later on, figuring I was probably on my 4th or 5th beer by then. I was born on Galveston Island in the late 50's. Galveston was an open island that didn't go around looking for trouble, but knew exactly how to take care of it if it presented itself to the law. It's the only place I've ever heard that has half-streets. Thank you for making this video.
My alley story is….the bootleg beer seller that would sell after hours in the alley.
I can't remember where exactly it is I'm from Baytown Texas and I've grown up my entire life going to Galveston but last time a couple years ago when we went my boyfriend and I stumbled upon a old cobblestone tiny building that was falling apart and come to find out it was where a pirate would hide anyone's able to go inside it's located in between two shotgun frame style homes when you step inside there is a what looks like a well but it's not it just has collected water throughout the years and we thought that maybe he the pirate used to go down into it and hide it's very spooky not really big but you can tell it used to be a lot bigger I'm not quite sure if it was a home that had a hideaway in it or like a saloon I want to say it's not far from a large cemetery and I think it's close enough to where you can see the cruise ship docked there's an alley I believe to the side of it I know for sure in the back of it there's also a chain link fence on the back side and whenever you go inside you see abandoned shoes and clothes maybe from the homeless so if you come up on it please wear boots because you don't want to step on any drug paraphernalia also I wanted to add when you go inside you immediately feel a heaviness on your chest almost as if someone is breathing behind you or pulling you closer to the well part
Jean Lafitte?
me watching this video in my alley apartment 🕴
I live on 9th and church the sound the wind makes whipping down the alley is creepy.