When Wife Lila said she had seen something in The Missourian about a building collapsing on Good Hope Street, I could think of at least three likely candidates right away. It turned out to be the one at 633 Good Hope, just east of the old Cape Cut Rate (which was my first guess).
A recent Missourian story says the owner, Jeremy Ford, owns the two buildings on either side of the property, plus the Hookah Lounge and Cafe at 310 South Sprigg. Ford was quoted as saying he was going to turn the open space into a beer garden and incorporate it as part of the Hookah Lounge.
Cut Rate going to be KAVE
A few summers back, I ran into some workmen who said Ford was going to convert the old Cape Cut Rate into the KAVE, a teen hangout. Based on the way the roofing material was flapping in the wind, the water damage on the inside of the building and what appeared to be fire damage, I didn’t give that much of a chance of happening, and it hasn’t. You can see more photos of the Cut Rate, plus a bunch of links to other Haarig stories on this post.
Gallery of 633 Good Hope Photos
Here are some shots of 633 Good Hope after the collapse. One thing about it, this building was constructed when floor joists were massive hunks of wood that were at least 2″x12″.
The thing that caught my eye about these photos wasn’t the wreck – it looks pretty minor. It was the neighborhood in the vicinity of Broadway and Perry Ave. and how it has changed since these photos were taken in the mid-1960s. Almost everything on the south side of Broadway has been gobbled up by Southeast Hospital. Click on the photos to make them larger.
Stubb’s Beer Garden gone
The 1968 City Directory lists the following businesses in this block of Broadway
1700 – Lacy’s Texaco Service
1703 – Bill Wescoat’s Trailer Rental Service & Wescoat Motor Company
1704 – Cape Drive-in Cleaners
1720 – Stubb’s Beer Palace
1736 – Child’s IGA Foodliner
The city directory might list it as Stubb’s Beer Palace, but we always referred to it as the Beer Garden. It’s a parking lot now. Child’s Foodliner is occupied by an orthodontics practice.
Looks like car vs. pole and sign. I learned a long time ago not to play crash investigator and speculate about the cause of a wreck.
I may have told this story before. I had to testify in a civil suit involving a car crash. I showed up with more prints than Arlo Guthrie in Alice’s Restaurant. I was barely old enough to have a driver’s license of my own, so one of the attorneys tried to get me to speculate about the cause of the accident and to lead me into making a statement he could pounce on. I kept saying, “The photo shows x, y and z. That’s all I can tell you.”
“You testified that the skid marks were 37 feel long. Could they have been 34 or 38 feet long and not 37 feet long? What makes you so sure they were 37 feet long.”
“I took a tape measure and measured them because I figured some lawyer would ask me that.”
“No further questions.”
Houses are all gone
It’s hard to believe that the Broadway facing Capaha Park was once filled with family homes. John Hilpert, one of my best buddies in grade school lived in an old two-story house on the other side of Louisiana Avenue.