Poppycock December/January 2014-15 | Page 26

history the story of john running Sellwood’s bootlegging past and one of the lives claimed in the wild times of running whiskey through Portland. Finding an old horse ring on Portland’s curbs is harder these days. Even more difficult is locating one of the iron bars that braced the concrete curbs that hold Portland’s past. One of the older neighborhoods in SE Portland is Sellwood, nestled by the banks of the Willamette River. The intersection of Tacoma and 13th holds a ghost story from Portland’s history. The iron braces were a testament to Portland’s early infrastructure for walkers as Model T cars dashed through the busy streets of the 1930’s. That intersection now hosts a bank, a credit union, a natural healing center, and a Starbucks. The iron braces are gone now, but not the whispers of the bootleggers, the speakeasy, the model T’s, and a horrific accident on May 7th, 1934. In 1934 in Portland, just as in other cities, the bootleggers and speakeasy were still the source of the goods. Seattle had been the center of the trafficking for the Pacific Northwest, but with wooded areas around Portland, such as Forest Park and in further east county of Portland, areas were ripe for stills and rum running. The ghost that haunts the intersection of 13th and Tacoma was a passenger in the Model T. He later died at a Portland area hospital. The driver of the model T, identified in The Morning Oregonian as L. Plymell, 48-years-old, survived the crash. by kelly running 26 Portland during prohibition had a city police department that cracked down on establishments that sold alcohol and the places where people could drink—the speakeasy. Portland police allegedly confiscated the alcohol after an arrest and it would be housed as evidence in police storage. It is believed that large amounts of confiscated booze ended up in the hands of political leaders. One account is that cases of the evidence was driven up the old Columbia River Highway and dropped at a local politician’s cabin.