Very little was known about this photograph until Special Collections staff at State Archives decided to take a closer look — quite literally. Under high magnification and some considerable squinting, the sign above the man standing in the doorway was found to read “S. M. Jones” — beside it, a crudely painted boot.
I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then. — Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland
On Saturday, June 22, the quiet solitude of 1920s-era Pullen Park Terrace was unequivocally broken. Shattered were the usual neighborhood superlatives – quiet, tranquil, hidden. Rather than the usual crop of neighbors walking dogs, gardening, or strolling, there was a mob. Not just any mob, but a mob of rowdy party-goers, dressed in costumes ranging from the Queen of Hearts to the Cheshire Cat.
Over the weekend, passing motorists on Beryl Road may have noticed a large mural on the back of a business facing Hillsborough Street. Three artists painted an incredibly large scene depicting Maurice Sendak’s characters from Where The Wild Things Are.