Welcome to Thursday Doors, a weekly feature allowing door lovers to come together to admire and share their favorite door photos from around the world. Feel free to join in on the fun by creating your own Thursday Doors post each week and then sharing your link in the comments below, anytime between 12:01 am Thursday morning and Saturday noon (North American eastern time).
Our first day in Duluth had been an early day for both me and my brother. I had to get to the airport for a 6:20 am (eastern) flight, and Bruce had to drive three hours to the airport for my 8:20 (central) arrival. Then we drove three more hours to Duluth. When we arrived at the hotel, we joked that it was at the corner of North 3rd St and Road Closed. In fact, we came to appreciate the old joke about the four seasons in Minnesota – almost winter, winter, still winter, and road construction. So many roads around our hotel were closed that when we looked for a nearby place to eat dinner, the map software showed a Mexican restaurant as being a 15-minute drive or a 4-minute walk.
After resting for a while, I decided to walk over to the park by the lake. Of course, I took my camera because given how cold it gets in Duluth, I expected most buildings to have doors.
One of the buildings I really liked was the old stone police station. As I was researching the history of the building, I ran across something I have to share:
“When Duluth became a city in 1870, one of the first things Mayor J. B. Culver did was appoint Robert S. D. Bruce as the Zenith City’s first chief of police on April 21. Bruce, a building contractor, had no law enforcement experience—but he was a “big burly Scotch-Canadian who could handle himself in any fray,” according to the Duluth Police Department’s 1920 self-published history of the force. On June 3 Culver entrusted him with the payroll for a group of men working on a construction project. Instead, Bruce absconded with the cash, never to be seen again. It didn’t get much better that first year: After a brief interim stint by George Berkelman Major J. L. Smith took over as chief. Duluthians considered Smith a “pompous individual who delighted in exhibiting his authority on any and every occasion.” They were done with him by December 14, when Berkelman took over again. It was December of 1870, and Duluth—just nine months old—was on its fourth chief of police.”© Copyright X-Communication & Zenith City Press
As I continued reading, I came across the saddest words any of us involved with Thursday Doors ever hear, but there is a glimmer of hope at the end:
“The main entrance, in the furthest-right section, was originally accessed through raised-panel double doors. These have been replaced for more efficient and secure doors, but the originals are still stored within the building.”© Copyright X-Communication & Zenith City Press
As you will see if you scroll through the gallery, “…been replaced for more efficient and secure doors…” is a phrase that can be applied to the entrances of a lot of buildings on Superior St. Thank you for visiting, and if you’re leaving a link to your doors, thank you for participating. I hope you have a great rest of the week.
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