|Clock Tower on 16th Street|
|The Rockmount Ranch Wear store on Wazee Street|
|Collage of Larimer Street shots using the Frametastic iPhone app|
|The Curtis Hotel with matching orange taxicabs|
Once the conference was over and we were released back into Denver for some exploration, we headed over to the Civic Center area to the Southeast of the above-mentioned localities. This is where we found the Colorado State Capitol,
the Vance Kirkland Museum of Fine & Decorative Art which I blogged about here, and finally, the Molly Brown House. Bill was looking forward to that Kirkland Museum above all else in Denver, and I was especially interested in visiting the Molly Brown House because I had just read an excellent biography of that accomplished woman: Molly Brown: Unraveling the Myth by Kristen Iverson (1999). We were delighted to find that our two destinations were around the corner from each other, and there was a perfect comfort-food luncheonette between them. We were set.
|The Molly Brown House Museum, Pennsylvania Street, Denver (1890)|
Here's a nutshell version of what I learned about Molly Brown:
- She was never called "Molly" during her lifetime. Her name was MARGARET, but Broadway and Hollywood decided "Molly" was easier to sing.
- She did survive the Titanic disaster, and upon arriving at New York City helped other survivors, especially poor immigrants, get started in the United States.
- She traveled all over the world and wrote about her adventures. She was in Egypt with her daughter when she was notified that her grandson was very ill. The Titanic was part of her mad dash home, but sometime during this journey she was notified that the kid would be okay.
- She was a Denver socialite and philanthropist who organized the Carnival of Nations to raise money for the Immaculate Conception Cathedral Building Fund.
- She and her husband J.J. made their money in silver mines, but tired of each other once they were rich. They never divorced, but she traveled and bought an additional house in Newport, Rhode Island, while he mostly stayed home in Denver. They had a son and a daughter.
|PHOTO BY ED ANDRIESKI, ASSOCIATED PRESS|
This house on Pennsylvania Street in Denver, was built in the 1880s for another silver mine family who lost their money. J.J. bought it from them in 1894 for $30,000, and signed it over to Margaret in 1898. They called it the House of Lions because of the lion statues outside. The inside is decorated in various Victorian styles with heavy drapes here, lace curtains there, silk damask wall coverings, and new-fangled electric fixtures. It's small by our standards, but each person had their own bedroom on the second floor except for their son who was off on his own by this time. Margaret's (above) is a glorious green to celebrate her Irish heritage and features her cherished writing desk. There's a cherry-paneled parlor, library, dining room, and kitchen on the first floor (along with the big outdoor porch), and a third floor used for entertaining then and special events (Tea with MARGARET!) now.
So there you have it, my third trip to Denver. It is one of my favorite cities not only because of its great downtown, but because one can launch from it to so many other fabulous mountainous sites. It's clean and easy to walk around, and I didn't even tell you about the restaurants. (We ate well.) It's dry, though, so drink your water if you go!