𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙆𝙀𝙏 𝙎𝙌𝙐𝘼𝙍𝙀, 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝙄𝙏𝙀 𝙊𝙁 𝘽𝙀𝙉 𝙉𝙀𝙀𝘾𝙀'𝙎 𝙁𝙐𝙉𝙀𝙍𝘼𝙇 𝙎𝘼𝙏𝙐𝙍𝘿𝘼𝙔, 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘼𝙊𝙍𝙏𝘼 𝙊𝙁 𝘽𝙍𝙊𝙒𝙉𝙎𝙑𝙄𝙇𝙇𝙀

  

Some of Brownsville's Best and Worst at Market Square
("Let the reader use discernment." St. Matthew 24:15)

Thinking about Market Square,  the location for Ben's funeral Saturday, the word epicenter popped into my rapidly-degenerating brain, but Brownsville's not an earthquake.

So, I'm going with aorta to illustrate how Market Square conveys oxygen, yes, the life force to the arteries and eventually even the capillaries of our town.

Or, maybe for spiritual dudes and dudettes, the word soul is preferable.

What do you think, Sandy Stillman?

Anyway, a few years ago, some poser suggested bulldozing Brownsville's sacred downtown, replacing it with more modern buildings, a dumb idea then, dumber now.

Think about the multi-modal not downtown, but positioned somewhere on Ruben Torres Boulevard where it would look like an abandoned church begging for a "For Sale" sign.

No.  Architectural art belongs downtown, not adjacent to Sunrise Mall.

Anyway, I've culled a few photos featuring Market Square from the Brownsville Observer, my worn out, irrelevant blog of 13 years.

A few years ago, former Brownsville blogger Bobby Wightman-Cervantes, said that, even though I couldn't write worth a shit, I took good pictures, so below is a montage of photos from Market Square:

Ben Neece, Tony Martinez, Michael Limas, Rose Gowen

Art Rodriguez at left

John Bruciak, Nurith Galonsky

Graham Sevier, Trey Mendez

George Ramirez