Women play cards in Chatham Village, 1932 |
Pittsburgh history buffs will love the new book published about Mt Washington's Chatham Village. "Chatham Village: Pittsburgh's Garden City" has a paper jacket which feels almost like suede, giving the cover photographs extra depth. The book's design, by Kachergis Book Design of Pittsboro, N.C., is enjoyable, too, with wide margins and an abundance of photographs, drawings and plans.
Author Angelique Bamberg was the city's preservation planner from December 1998 to 2006 and it was her job to inform and guide commission members in their decision-making. A native of Germany who grew up in the American South, she first came to Pittsburgh earlier in 1998 as a Cornell University graduate student researching her master's thesis on Chatham Village, out of which this book has grown. It's the first book-length treatment of the subject, and Ms. Bamberg has detailed its design and establishing how and why the community is significant, the role it played in the history of planned developments and why it was both a smashing success and a disappointing failure.
Chatham Village, while widely known in planning circles, is one of Pittsburgh's best-kept secrets. The community was built in two phases on 45 acres on a Mount Washington hilltop -- the former Thomas Bigham estate -- between 1931 and 1936. It was a demonstration project of the Buhl Foundation, which wanted to show that quality, affordable housing could be built for middle-class families at a profit by the private sector. It also wanted to demonstrate that Pittsburgh's hilly terrain could be developed economically and beautifully. At Chatham Village, 197 terraced red-brick row houses surround village greens, gardens and paths, all stepping down the sloping site.
Author Angelique Bamberg was the city's preservation planner from December 1998 to 2006 and it was her job to inform and guide commission members in their decision-making. A native of Germany who grew up in the American South, she first came to Pittsburgh earlier in 1998 as a Cornell University graduate student researching her master's thesis on Chatham Village, out of which this book has grown. It's the first book-length treatment of the subject, and Ms. Bamberg has detailed its design and establishing how and why the community is significant, the role it played in the history of planned developments and why it was both a smashing success and a disappointing failure.
Chatham Village, while widely known in planning circles, is one of Pittsburgh's best-kept secrets. The community was built in two phases on 45 acres on a Mount Washington hilltop -- the former Thomas Bigham estate -- between 1931 and 1936. It was a demonstration project of the Buhl Foundation, which wanted to show that quality, affordable housing could be built for middle-class families at a profit by the private sector. It also wanted to demonstrate that Pittsburgh's hilly terrain could be developed economically and beautifully. At Chatham Village, 197 terraced red-brick row houses surround village greens, gardens and paths, all stepping down the sloping site.
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ReplyDeleteI am Patsy Saibel Winter, and I was a member of the sandbox set in Chatham village. I lived there until I married and left for other parts. I now live in Williamsburg, Virginia, but not in the restored area. As soon as I found out about this book, I went to Amazon, and bought it. It has been a trip down memory lane. There are photos of people I knew and loved. there is Mr Curr, the gardener. Mrs Romig, my Dad playing the violin and smoking a cigarette, and my brother fishing in the pool of the waterfall. I just want to know why my brother is in there two times and I failed to make the cut. I was at least as cute as he was. I used to follow Mr Curr, the garbage men and Elmer the postman around as they made their rounds talking their ears off. I loved seeing the photo of the Christmas tree and remember the caroling we did - and the Easter egg hunt which I always lost because I was small and couldn't run as fast as others in my age group. Too bad one couldn't photograph halloween night. when all the "hill" descended to collect the best candy, apples and sometimes actual money in the area.
It was a magical place to be a child in. You were safe, you could run wherever you wanted - even on top of the 12" wide walls of the garage compounds. Chatham woods was a dream place which I still use as my image to focus on in meditation. You could swing, slide and "skin the cat" to you hearts content. I was very lucky.
One thing I would like to correct in the narrative, and that is that my father was Jewish and was allowed to be there. Perhaps he was a token or perhaps they didn't know. Also,I was aware of a lesbian couple who lived there. I'm sure they didn't know that.
The one thing that did bother me as I was growing up that marred the experience and which is mentioned in the book is the relationship we had to the rest of Mount Washington. I was never comfortable with the insider/outsider stance. I wanted to be friends with whomever I wanted, and if you were friends with an outsider that took you down a few pegs in the other kids estimation. Considering the time, though, it wasn't unusual. Things got a little touchier as we reached adolescence and religion and social class became more important.
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