DCC News

 

Weekly e-newsletter for members and friends of the Dublin Community Church

 

November 16, 2006

                                                           

                                      

A Blend of Old & New

 

If I tried, I could claim that I knew downtown Dublin 40 years ago and that would make me a part of the old guard in this city and in Dublin CC.

 

Indeed, I was riding through downtown Dublin back in the mid 1960’s when my brother was at OSU and in the late 60’s and early 70’s when I was at OSU. You take 33 from the Lima area and go right through this city and get to the campus. But it is really stretching the point to claim that I really knew Dublin…either back then or today. So it was with great enthusiasm that I accepted Dick Termeer’s offer to give me a walking tour of today’s Dublin.

 

Now, after 11 weeks of work at Dublin Community Church and a walking tour…I am an expert in all things Dublin. And, here is my conclusion; there are really two Dublin’s. That’s no surprise to most of you. Nor is that bad. It just is.

 

I saw some of the old, old pictures of Dublin, from the turn of the 19th century. Have you seen that picture taken at the corner of present day West Bridge and High Streets? It shows a town pump…right there in the middle of the street…probably a few feet from present day Donatos. I seem to recall a man and child standing next to that water pump. Can you imagine such a scene today?  I’ve been down High Street to the Karrer barn: thanks to Karl Karrer who gave me a tour of the old barn and property. I saw a photo of the old farm down there. Hard to realize that it is now a huge subdivision of beautiful homes.

 

My Dublin experience over the past 20 years has consisted of driving on 270 on the west side and catching 33 to Lima or just going to Muirfield for the Memorial. As nice as all that is, it does not come close to giving one even a partial picture of this city. Dick Termeer showed me quite a bit more.

 

I try to imagine the very first white settlers coming on the Ohio River and up the Scioto to found this town. The quiet confines of Riverview Street certainly hold the promise of the beauty by the river that those early pioneers saw. Granted, there a few more houses there than in the early 1800’s but according to Dick the biggest draw about this side of the river was the fresh spring water by the riverbank. You can still see that spring down under the bridge, though it does claim that it is no longer fit for drinking.

 

Many of the old houses along High Street have plaques that attest to their historical significance. Have you looked at the bricks that were made nearby and at the stone that was quarried at the end of Riverview?  As for me, I was trying to see where I could launch my kayak. I had been to a DCC member’s home down around Hayden Run and made a mental note that I could easily go from 161 to Hayden Run on the river. (All I had to do was get my kayak from storage in Michigan 9-hours North, rent a pick up to bring it south to Dublin, have someone help me carry it to the foot of the 161 bridge and then have them meet me at Hayden Run with the pick up and help me carry it out. Alas, it seemed like a bit too much work for a 35- minute kayak trip.)

 

We walked Riverview Street north to the bridge at 161 and then took the stairs down to the river to the spring and the Kiwanis park. It’s a great place, there is always something so astounding when you are near a quiet river and yet just above is a very busy overcrowded highway. You realize that very few of the drivers over your head have the slightest idea that the park is just below their pavement; under the bridge at the river’s edge.

 

I saw the site of the first Dublin Community Church. I saw the site of the second Dublin Community Church. Both are but a stone’s throw from our current location. I imagine the only thing separating the old sites from the current site is a few thousand cars per hour and a few hundred thousand dollars per acre.

 

 

 

 

Onward across High Street north of 161 and through the library parking lot (where I tried a few weeks ago to get a library card…but couldn’t…when I couldn’t produce any document with my current address in the Canal Winchester are, nor could I produce the phone number of my office in Dublin. The library folks were quite professional and nice, but they seemed a bit baffled that I had no idea where I lived or worked. As of mid November, I still have not memorized my office number.) We went to the gorge that is called Indian Run Falls. This place is a true gem.

 

 

Walk along the gorge. It is just behind Indian Run Elementary and Sells Middle School. Dick said that there was a possibility some time ago that there would be some condo development on the edge of the gorge. But that doesn’t seem to be much of a threat these days. The trail along the gorge is marked through the woods with several spots along the way for peering over the edge into the gorge as the water runs east into the Scioto. When the trees are full in the Summer and Fall it would be hard to imagine that you are a few hundred yards from the traffic of 161.

 

We walked the trail and found many folks enjoying the Fall leaves and the unseasonably warm weather. The waterfall itself was very pretty but the water was not gushing. I made a mental note to walk over there after a rain or especially in the winter when the water over the falls might freeze. When you need to get back to church, just cut through the back of the schools across the street…and you find yourself at Dublin Community Church.

 

I like Dublin. I like the beautiful new sections out around the golf courses and I have found a few favorite eating places and coffee shops tucked in the newer stylish shopping centers. I like old Dublin…it’s still there. But there is one structure that is a blend of the old and the new.

 

Go under the bridge just down the street from the church. Walk on down to the water’s edge and look up at the bridge itself. Its graceful arches are covered in beautiful stone work from the WPA projects of the 1930’s. It is fine craftsmanship. But if you look closer, you will see that the highway expansion that took the bridge from 2 lanes to 4 lanes was accomplished by dropping that four-lane highway right on top of the two lanes and eliminating the walkways and the stopping points along the bridge where pedestrians could look over the river. If you go under the bridge, you will find some wonderful old steps that go up…and…dead end under the 4-lane highway. Efficient modern progress built on top of the craftsmanship of the old bridge. That may best describe what Dublin is all about…a blend of the old and new. It is good to be among both.

 

Peace,                      

Rev. Robert Tussing