The Milkman Cometh
I love historic architecture. Especially architecture that tells a story. This building at 319 West Locust Street near Cabrini Green has been vacant a long time. But it still speaks of a time when dairies weren’t so far from downtown Chicago. When an army of milkmen delivered milk, cheese, and the occasional baby right to your doorstep. It’s not hard to imagine a row of bulbous milk floats parked outside, manned by a squad of angular men in starched white smocks and matching hats.
And on a personal note, I like that it says “Bordens” on the roofline. When my grandfather came to this country all those years ago, it was Borden’s that gave him his first American job.