All gone, like a will-o-the-wisp, and was it all necessary? Some of it, but not all, to leave Townhead and Springburn ghost towns.
I was home a few years ago: The Barony Church where I was christened is no longer a parish church; Townhead School right behind it is gone, with only a parking lot in its place. Only a stone lintel marked Boys Entrance is left to jog my memory of being unable to find my class on my first day of school. This gallant young boy showed me the way, then was waiting for me after school to walk me home. He wanted me to go back to his house to play, but my parents would not allow it. I was all upset, imagining him still standing outside the entrance to 24 St. James' Rd., where we lived and no one telling him he was being "stood up!" I never saw him again, so here I am 75 years later (I am 79) and I can still see his face as though it were yesterday.
My father and his siblings were born 5 Stanhope St., and then moved to 94 Striling Rd. Right beside the close was a fish shop which my father owned until he went off to fight in WWI with the Glasgow H.L.I. His grandmother lived at either 60 or 62 Weaver St.
My aunt was a librarian at Townhead Library and attended Provanside School. Like Springburn, most of these places have been gutted, with only the memories left and dismay that the Toonheid as I knew it is no more. My aunt attended Porvanside Higher Grade School, whilst my grandfather was the janitor of Milton Street School, Dobbie's Loan, I suppose, in the Cowcaddens.
When in my teens, I met a boy at the Dennistoun Palais who took pride in that he lived in the Co-operative Building in Parliamentary Rd. He was a nice young fellow by the name of Peter Quinn, but that encounter didn't come to anything as I think I was a wee bit of a snob by then for after all we had moved from the Townhead to the scheme housing in Balornock!
My first love, however, was that gallant, caring wee boy in Townhead School, my first "boyfriend" that wasn't! I wonder whatever became of him. In due time I married my own American "Greek God," equally gallant and caring, and have shared 55 years of marriage which brought three children and nine grandchildren, plus five great-grandchildren into this world...but I'm STILL carrying the torch for that wee boy in Townhead School! Who was he? What was his name? Where did he live, and did he find his way home again from St. James Rd.
One question: Between Castle Street and Stirling Rd., on the lefthand side going toward Stirling Rd., there was a "fraternal" building sandwiched between the tenements named the Shiloh Hall. Does anyone know anything about it?