This past Tuesday, we ran a post on Chicago's Bridge to Nowhere — the former "L" bridge crossing the West Side Metra tracks near Paulina and Carroll. Since then, John Schmidt has come across another photo which gives a clearer picture of how the bridge was once linked to our transit system.
A century ago there wasn’t much to do on the train except read the paper or look out the window. That’s why there was an "L" floral contest in 1910. The idea was to get the people along the line to spruce up their property.
There is no news here. Nothing could be more every day – literally. I did something that one in 20 Chicagoans do on weekdays and something that I’ve done too many times to count. I took a ride on the CTA Red Line.
Can we please agree that if you, an able-bodied youngish person, choose to sit in the first ten or so seats on a CTA bus, then you do so with the understanding that the entire time, you are obliged look up at each stop to ensure you're not taking a seat away from an elderly, disabled or pregnant person?