You'd have to be my age to remember the church formerly occupying the space at the corner of market and Bank where the Farmers Market now stands. It was razed in 1969, a time when so many historic structures faced their appointments with the wrecking ball to make space for vacant lots.
There should be show trials of the surviving city planners, architects and property owners, if any, but I digress.
Perhaps because I'm "not from here," I don't remember the First Presbyterian Church. However, for many years I've stood downstairs at the library, examining the big painting of the city that hangs near the Indiana Room, and killing time by imagining the streetscape as it was. The church stands out in the artist's aerial perspective. Had it survived, it would have made one hell of a swell brewery. So it goes.
In this excerpt from "New Albany In Vintage Postcards," by David C. Barksdale and Robyn Davis Sekula, the story is briefly recounted.
Photos are from the Indiana Room archive.
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