the roof of one of them, and then jump from one to another to another. There were a good many of them,
but they were only about a foot apart, so it wasn't much of a challenge and it would be more accurate to
say we stepped from one to the next than to say we jumped. In addition to the garages off of Prospect
Street, there were others at the end of Jones Road, between Park Street and the intersection of Inman
and Beech, Inman and Lower Jones, off of Hill Street, on Cemetery Street and on the west side of
Bancroft Park. There may have been others I'm forgetting. (The brick garages of Lake Street and Lower
Jones came later than the wooden ones; or probably replaced the wooden ones, in the early fifties.) The
following story on the garages was taken from a newspaper article. I don't have the name of the paper or
a date, but it was when you could buy a new Plymouth, the full sized, four-door model, for $695,
according to an ad on the same page. It doesn't appear to have been the Milford News.
The pretty homes of the workers of the Draper Corporation are not disfigured by unsightly garages, nor
are the backyards of the town littered with a lot of junk and abandoned flivvers. The motorists of
Hopedale enjoy the advantages of "communistic garaging," which not only means much from an aesthetic
point of view to the town in general, but serves to minimize the fire hazard. At strategic spots throughout
the town large areas of land are set off and dedicated solely to garages. These spots are usually hidden
from the roadway, and approached through lanes and paths lined with trees and shrubbery. In a clearing
will be found the garages, all neatly arranged, Each man must build his own garage, conforming to plans
laid down by the Draper Corporation. If the garage owner decides to clear out for another town, he is
allowed to demolish his garage and take the pieces with him. (I think they were built of "shop wood,"
which included packing boxes and other wood, available free or at very little cost at the Draper shop.) He
may sell his garage - not the land, though, for that belongs to the Drapers.
Here's a story Carol Whyte told me recently. Frannie Fogan, who grew up on Inman Street in the fifties,
entered a contest and won a horse. Having no other place to keep it, her family asked for and received
permission from the Draper official in charge of such things, to keep the horse in their garage. It was one
of the group between Park and Inman. A bit of the nearby woods was cleared and the garage was moved
onto it. I don't know how long the horse lived, but it seems to me that the stable/garage was still there in
have lived in a lot of towns since leaving Hopedale and have never again encountered anything like
those communal garages. We lived on Prospect Street and Dad had one of the garages back there, but
not one of the ones in the photos. Cannot believe that after all these years, I recognized the Prospect
Street garages (relics as they were) on first sight, before reading the caption. One of them, the brown
double, was close to Mr. Drisko’s house. He was a history teacher and cross country coach. Thanks for
sharing all year long.
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were more of them than can be seen in this photo.
The picture below was taken where Inman Street meets
Beech Street. The ones above were behind Prospect Street.