Even if you passed a brick, I've got you beat...........sorta.
The workers had told me to come back late afternoon, so I went over there about 5:15. Since they're all very busy, you can only talk to whoever's nearby.
This turned out to be a friendly gentleman for whom English is a bit difficult. After some fruitless back-and-forth about whether the brick pipe was still in the ground and visible, he motioned me to wait a minute.
He walked behind a large apparatus - I thought he was getting the foreman - and came back with a couple of bricks! I wasn't sure I wanted to accept them right away, so I smiled and motioned for him to put them down on the grass.
Then I found someone in charge talking to a cop. He let me interrupt and told me they were having lots of problems, so he couldn't pinpoint a time that would be good to come back. I kind of figured it would be hit-or-miss and was resigned to having the above picture of the brick pipe from 5 days ago being my only one.
The cop, BTW, said he was told by the DPW that the pipes were 120 years old, which ties in nicely with Homer's "late 1800s" statement above. So, absent any better information, I think we can safely say that this 60" brick pipe was probably installed under Anderson St in the late 1880s.
Now - what to do about the "gift" bricks..................
Against my better judgment, I gingerly picked them up with 3 fingertips and brought them across the Second Reformed Church's parking lot to the back of my building across the street. There, I found two Capri Sun cardboard boxes that were larger than a brick and transported them upstairs in the boxes.
I photographed them first as they were, blasted them with hot water, drowned them in Lysol, and shot them again.
They're now up to $346.00 on eBay.
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