Once upon a time along Sycamore Creek there yoostabe . . .
Beside the bridge where Sycamore Creek flows under Old Hemphill Road south of Loop 820 today is Treasure Island Flea Market.
But that Treasure Island property yoostabe the Southside Twin drive-in theater.
In fact, the concessions and projection building of the Southside Twin lives on as part of the flea market.
Downstream four miles, this bridge over Sycamore Creek near Mansfield Highway yoostabe the way the Houston & Texas Central railroad got into and out of Fort Worth. The date 1906 is cut out in stencil at the top.
The H&TC served Fort Worth under that name from 1886 to 1928. Through mergers it was absorbed into Union Pacific. Down the line are two smokestacks of an old municipal solid-waste incinerator just east of Echo Lake. The H&TC track still goes by Echo Lake, which was a reservoir of the I&GN line, just as Katy Lake was for the Missouri-Kansas-Texas line.
Downstream from that bridge almost a mile, tucked into a curve of the creek at 3121 South Riverside Drive, this vacant land yoostabe a modest amusement park, Southside Play Grounds & Miniature Golf. Poly native son Dan Washmon remembers that one of the featured attractions of the amusement park was a monkey who smoked cigarettes. Clip is from the 1960 city directory.
Just to the north of the amusement park site, this long-derelict building just west of the creek on East Berry Street yoostabe Ward Plaza.
In 1959, on a front page awash in bad news, Montgomery Ward announced that it would build a shopping center at the intersection of Riverside Drive and East Berry Street right beside Sycamore Creek. To East Siders how decadent it seemed to be able to shop at Montgomery Ward without driving to the West Side!
In 1958 just across the creek at the south end of Cobb Park Berry Bowl opened.
Berry Bowl wasted little time in becoming a scene of the Poly High-Paschal High rivalry.
Bowling and beer 12 to 12.
Just north of the bowling alley, where Sycamore Creek flows under Old Mansfield Road, was a public swimming pool. The bowling alley has been torn down, the pool has been filled in, and nature has reclaimed the property, although for years a big neon sign shaped like a bowling pin stood beside Berry Street. Now all that remains, hidden back in the trees and briars, are the pool filters, the pump house, and a few crippled old bowling pins dreaming of a 7-10 split.
Just west of the creek where Jessamine Street ends was the brick plant of the Cobb brothers.
Farther downstream in Cobb Park, the park road that once crossed the creek at a low-water crossing has been closed for safety reasons because after a heavy rain this crossing yoostabe where a surprising number of motorists played chicken with swollen Sycamore Creek and lost—their lives.
Farther downstream in Cobb Park, today when you stand in the field in a bend of Sycamore Creek just north of U.S. 287, you can’t see what yoostabe there. All you can see are a couple of lights mounted on a utility pole (see inset).
But the 1957 city directory and a 1963 aerial photo show what yoostabe here: the wooden arena of “New Cobb Park Stables riding academies.” The arena was built in 1955, abandoned in the late 1970s. The aerial photo shows pens on the south end of the arena. The bottom photo was taken a few years ago when the arena’s fence still stood.
Even a 2015 aerial photo still showed the footprint of the arena.
Across Cobb Park Drive was Golf Land, a miniature golf course and driving range operated by Robert and Eva Franks. Clip is from the 1960 city directory.
Beside the creek on Maddox Street at the north end of Cobb Park all you see today is a field of Mexican hat wildflowers.
But that field of flowers yoostabe a field of dreams: Del Murray Field. In the 1960s Del Murray Field was a showcase Little League park: scoreboard, concession stand, public address system giving the play-by-play and playing Big Band songs between innings. Real umpires, real coaches, real uniforms, real team sponsors (such as House of Chairs and L&H Drugstore), real dugouts, real bases, real bleachers full of real parents. Everything was real. And today it’s all gone. The top photo shows the view toward home plate from centerfield, where I spent many an inning praying that nothing would be hit my way.
In Sycamore Park this limestone building near the creek yoostabe a concession stand.
It was built by the Works Progress Administration in 1936.
The nearby water fountain, too, is out of service.
Nearby, where this parking lot is just off Rosedale Street, was Sycamore Grove Putting Course. In the 1960 city directory, it is the only miniature golf course listed. As I recall, appropriate for Poly, the course had a pet parrot.
Just around the bend of the creek from the interurban bridge (indicated by a blue line), just east of Sycamore Park at the intersection of East Vickery Boulevard and Ernest Street, was the waterworks of the city of Polytechnic. An artesian well was located there. The creek also served as the western city limit of Polytechnic. (Map detail from Pete Charlton’s “1000+ Lost Antique Maps of Texas & the Southwest on DVD-ROM.”)
This part of the city’s Sycamore Creek Golf Course in the 1960s yoostabe the East Side Pony League baseball field, which was almost as well outfitted as Del Murray Field.
Each team had its photo taken at the outfield fence in front of the metal sign advertising that team’s sponsor, in this case, A. Brandt Furniture. The number “300” denotes the distance from home plate to the outfield fence. That was a long distance for boys of that age, but batters who faced me routinely exceeded it.
At the north edge of the golf course the creek flows under the Texas & Pacific bridge.
In 1876 the erection of a bridge at that crossing was one of the final challenges facing railroad workers as they laid track west from Eagle Ford in Dallas County to Fort Worth.
East of Riverside Drive and north of Lancaster Avenue, to the left of a bend in the creek you can still see the concentric curved parking ramps of the east screen of the Fort Worth Twin drive-in theater. I have indicated the location of the screen with a blue line.
And, just to the north, where Sycamore Creek yoosta flow into the Trinity River before the flood-control measures of the 1950s and 1960s, was the Meadowbrook drive-in theater. Hmmm. That’s three drive-in theaters located along Sycamore Creek. (Once Upon a Passion Pit: Ghosts of Drive-Ins Past)
But wait! Sleepy little Sycamore Creek has one more tale to tell. Before passionate young hearts raced at the Meadowbrook drive-in theater, something else raced on that real estate located at the juncture of Sycamore Creek and the Trinity River: stock cars. This 1952 aerial shows that the future drive-in theater site was occupied by Riverside Speedway, a quarter-mile oval dirt track of the Texas Stock Car Racing Association.
“Thrills. Spills, Chills.” The track, which opened in 1949, was managed by J. W. Jenkins, head of the racing association.
Jenkins would soon give the speedway crowd one more thrill:
Out in California mobster Mickey Cohen (once romantically linked with Candy Barr, top photo) had paid $16,000 ($162,000 today) for a bulletproof 1950 Cadillac (memo to Frank Kent). Then Cohen was told he could not drive the car in California because he had neglected to get a permit from the California Highway Patrol to operate an armored vehicle. But heck, Cohen didn’t need a car where he was going: to federal prison for tax evasion. (In 1961 Cohen again went to federal prison for tax evasion—this time to Alcatraz.) (Photos from Wikipedia; clip from the Los Angeles Herald-Express.)
In 1951 Jenkins and his racing association paid $12,000 ($108,000 today) to Cohen for the bulletproof Cadillac.
Jenkins displayed the car at the Riverside Speedway. He had even offered Cohen a $500 bonus if Cohen would drive the Caddy around the track for a paying crowd.
The speedway did not last long. In the summer of 1953 the Meadowbrook drive-in theater replaced it.
The racing association also was short-lived, and in 1955 this classified ad appeared in the Star-Telegram. Today Cohen’s Kryptonite Caddy is bouncing bullets in a museum in New Zealand.
Whew. From Treasure Island to Alcatraz Island. Thus ends a tour of Cowtown yoostabes along ten miles of Sycamore Creek.