Quincy Massachusetts Art

While working on an article for Norwich Magazine recently, I spent some time wandering through the Quincy Quarries Reservation in Quincy, Massachusetts, just outside Boston. Operated by the Massachusetts Department of Conservation and Recreation, it is officially advertised as a "rock climbing destination" and "one of the state's most popular outdoor recreational areas."

The president of the town is known for his love of the quarry reserve, and although he and his son Adam were born there, Quincy once had a different nickname, but once another time.

Quincy was known as a granite city, and stone cutting became an important source of employment that attracted stone workers to cut Quincy's granite and export it to countries around the world. It was only when new, faster and cheaper methods of stone carving were introduced that the granite quarries in Quincy began, transforming a quiet agricultural and fishing village into a small metropolis. Over the next 140 years, 54 quarries were operated in and around Quincy, but after reinforcement was introduced as a cheap substitute for quartz after the end of World War II, the Quincy quarry began to close, with the last active quarry closing in 1963.

The newly constructed quarry reopened to the public in 2009 and offers climbers a new section to walk through, connecting the old quarry with a more accessible part of the park, the Quincy Quarry Trail.

In the 1970s, the city piled the basin with branches and planted old telephone poles in the depths to deter divers. The rising water swallowed the pointed poles, which probably made the pools even more threatening. Most of these pools have been covered since the beginning of the 21st century, but there are still three regulated shallow swimming holes located directly on the expressway.

This then resulted in quite a large number of people being injured or killed when they dived into these abandoned quarries, which became a clear problem for the city of Quincy. When the police dive team was called to look for someone who had dived and sunk, they found they were not even looking for them. The quarry became not only a death trap for people, but also an easy place for those who tried to lose the stolen car they had to get rid of, or for those who wanted to commit a bit of insurance fraud and party in the middle of the night.

A request for public records and archive research did not yield any reports related to the marking, but requests for public records and archive research have brought to light reports of marks dating back to 1949. I remember being upset when the cliff was named after a black boy who was killed in the World Trade Center bombing of the Boston Marathon in World War II. Years later, I helped my brother decorate the rock with a big question: I jumped into the quarry to remember what I remembered about seeing the signs, some of which dated back to 50 years ago, in the late 1950s and 1960s.

With the trailer in the bottom middle, I think it was Paula who was standing in front of the cliff, and I was very well made. If I had been properly oriented, the policeman standing behind him (photo above) would have been on the opposite side of a skirt at the height of this photo, but if I could have corrected him at this higher point, I could not have moved him further from the post where he would be standing. I have no idea how big this cliff is or if there are any other signs besides the above-mentioned sign, besides the "State Police sign."

You can get a larger view by clicking on the map on the left and looking at the area you can explore, as well as the photos below.

During our visit to the quarry we drank alcohol, played Uno and of course spray - painted all over the rock walls. I should probably also mention that this quarry has been used for years by graffiti artists as a huge canvas, whose color palette has become brighter and brighter over the years. Claire Mai (left) climbs onto a graffiti-covered rock with girlfriend Jessamine Bleiler. A cover of Life Magazine from 1938 depicts a young man hurling himself against a wall of graffiti.

The deep basins and rocky outcrops of the abandoned quarry became a popular place for cliff jumping, but it soon filled with groundwater and rainwater, as abandoned quarries do all over the world. The project began after the heritage committee bought the quarry, which was soon to be worked on, and the solution to part of the safety problem was to fill in the 400,000 tonnes of dirt needed by the Swiggles Badger granite railway alone. The transport of the massive stones from the quarry to the Quincy waterfront and Charlestown was a great challenge. Four miles separated the Neponset River, where barges carried the stones from Boston Harbor, where they were stationed between Quincy and Boston, to Charlottesville, and four miles of road between the two cities.

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