DOES NOT RUN, but looks pretty cool. Click here for Craisgslist ad.

DOES NOT RUN, but looks pretty cool. Click here for Craisgslist ad.

A.C.O.R.N. sent out a notice about this event for 310 Schafer Street. That building has recent history also.
It’s yet another reminder that Oregon Hill is not alone in having issues with VCU’s Real Estate Foundation.
We are still waiting for that positive step…
From police report:
8/19/09 10:15 pm
800 block of West Cumberland Street
Two males reported they were robbed by two unknown males with a gun.
From the archives of the Times Dispatch:
August 18, 1905, Image 6
Dance in A Good Cause
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Dancing will be a most enjoyable feature of an entertainment for the benefit of smallpox sufferers on Oregon Hill, to be given at Forest Hill Park Monday night, August 28th, by Mrs. Alice Meitz. Tickets may be obtained for 50 cents at the residence of Mr. E. T. Davis, No. 507 Belvidere Street, and at Marston’s drug store, on Pine Street.
Mocha Bear -2 1/2 year old brownish/tan male ferret with white undercoat missing from Cherry St. house in Richmond Va around Sat night (15th). Small sized, maybe 2 or 3 pounds with a blue dot tattoo on one ear. For more info, click here.

Oregon Hill gets some HGTV internet attention-
http://www.frontdoor.com/city-guide/Richmond-VA-USA/5-Great-Neighborhoods-in-Richmond/p3
Historically a working-class neighborhood, early residents of Oregon Hill worked at the Tredegar Iron Works and Albemarle Paper Company during Reconstruction. These days, the neighborhood welcomes new faces while retaining its funky vibe.
Flagship Address: Cherry Street
Sandwiched between Cary Street and the river, Oregon Hill offers spectacular views of downtown and the James. New townhouses are being built and historic buildings are being renovated and restored, with revitalization efforts strengthening the already independent and tight-knit community.
Check out this Craigslist ad for this 3 household yard sale that is happening this Saturday.
But in the eyes of the dog catcher all dogs look alike, whether they be the petted spaniels and pugs of Franklin street owners to the flop-eared hounds of Oregon Hill.
For experience has taught the man with the net that the tie that binds the master and his dog is a strong one, and that the owner of a worthless cur will go to as much trouble to redeem his captured canine from the dog pound as will the owner of a blooded registered setter.
Some recent events may have prompted the article, like the watchman kicking Mr. Berry’s dog.
By the way, Pete also wanted me to post a picture of this cat that decided to visit him in his back yard. Anyone know whose it is?


Looks like like there will soon be new construction to replace the historic row houses that burned down earlier this year. Meanwhile, this article appeared.
We should have had a better idea of what the houses would look like before we ever made it back to Richmond. We’d been in pretty heavy contact with our friends back home who watched them burn. We had seen pictures of the fire itself on Max’s phone (thank goodness for technology these days). We had seen the charred remains of other fires on television and on the news before. But we had no idea that the damage would have been that bad. No idea. The sight of it was too much for me to handle. The front of the house didn’t exist, except for a smoky skeleton that had once been the framework of the house. You could see into the remains of our bedrooms, but there wasn’t much to look at. All we could make out by the light of the construction workers were impressions of our former belongings — charred shapes that represented bookshelves, desks, and beds.