Driving by Pittsburgh Doors
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Well, this post went sideways when I discovered that I had a large collection of drive-by doors from the main street of my old home town (Bridgeville). Some of those doors haven’t changed in over 50 years. The doors are described in the captions. They might not mean much to most people, but they bring back a lot of good memories for me and my brother.
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This is a Lebanese restaurant. We had some takeout from there during our visit.
Back door to the Lebanese restaurant.
Neither brother nor Ican remember what this was. But it has a nice corner door.
Sarasnick’s Hardware. That’s what it was in the ’50s. I remember many trips to that store.
This was Wise News. Newspapers, magazines, paperback books, greeting cards, etc.
The building in the center was the Rankin Theater. You could see two movies, some cartoons and get a large candy bar for one low price on Saturday mornings. 2nd floor of the first building was a really bad family doctor.
This became a dentist’s office when I was in high school. I spent a lot of time in his chair.
Bridgeville Appliance – My brother worked here one summer, mostly delivering appliances.
The building on the right side was a bowling alley. There was a State Store (liquor and wine).
This is the Post Office where our dad worked and where I worked for three summers.
Bethany Presbyterian Church.
Bethany Presbyterian Church. Interesting corner-ish door.
You’ve seen this before. It’s the new building of my Grandmother’s church. We see it every visit as it sits across from the cemetery where she and a lot of our family are at rest.
Police station. I never had the pleasure.
The police station is on the right side of these doors.
Dairy Queen with the curl on top. When my dad coached Little League, he brought the team here after games. Still operating.