Looking northeast, late 1970s Even though these houses remained in a persistently downtrodden state over the last decade or so of their lives, there was something stately about them to me - as I would drive north or south on Buchanan Blvd., the freeway overpass always felt to me a bit like a gateway in and out of the West End, and these two houses - very upright and not fancily adorned - felt a bit like sentinels.
