On
January 23, 1925, an advertisement in the
Houston Chronicle promised that River Oaks, Houston’s newest residential
development, would be a fine place for wildlife, “one that will not be polluted
with gasoline fumes and the furry and feathered creatures will not be
frightened by the roar of motor cars.”
Hmmm.
This was a
reasonable hope in 1924, when live oaks and loblolly pines were the only
residents of River Oaks. Jungles of underbrush furnished homes for snakes. Wild
violets shared the land with oceans of mud. When the first lots were offered
for sale, the developers ordered two truckloads of rubber boots so that
prospective buyers could tramp around in the muck.
Individual
lots at 64 by 100 feet went for $2,000. For that, in the 1920s, you could live
in River Oaks.
Hmmm.
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