Excellent video!! My grandfather (b. 1871) came from Norway to America and then Duluth after his brother said "There's a ship leaving for America tomorrow, let's go! My grandfather was 16yrs old. He was a soldier in the Spanish-american War (1898). He settled in Duluth and worked in a foundry in West Duluth and had a home built there. He had three daughters (b. 1910-1915's). One taught home economics at Ordean Jr High. The middle sister was a professor of Art Education in the New York University System and my mother was an honor graduate from Northwestern University and taught choral music education in Winnetka Illinois and in the suburbs just west of Milwaukee. He saw a lot of changes to Duluth over those years. He never learned to drive a car and passed away at 96 with a full head of pure white hair. The most polite manners of any one I ever knew.

Been meaning to watch this for the past 6 years. Finally watching it. February 1st 2021.

Mr. Greg Grell, cast and crew, thank you for your time and effort, and passion for preserving the history of this small American town. I've been there a few times, and have considered moving there many more. Thanks again for such a rich and informative lesson in history, What a fabulous resource! If only more communities took the time to preserve their heritage, thank you!

The fascinating thing about Duluth is that there are all these ruins scattered everywhere - pavement, stairs, foundations, walls, parts of buildings. Growing up in the 1980s was like living in a graveyard, surrounded by lost history. Of course, the local economy was reeling from the collapse of the Iron Range and the US Steel plant, and the transition to tourism hadn't yet occurred. But Duluth was a big town, far larger than its population suggested. Its many neighborhoods had their own character, and traveling from London Road and St Scholastica to, say, Morgan Park was like visiting several different cities. A lot of that is now lost today, another 20 years added to the graveyard.

I was the youngest in a family of eight children growing up in Duluth during the height of it's growth of the 1960's. Born in 1956, I remember Duluth with much fondness. My father was useless, and eventually went to prison. I remember moving from place to place around Duluth. I can count 8 different places we lived, and I am sure my older siblings remember many more. Most of the places we lived were usually condemned after we moved. I would eventually leave home for the first time when I was 16, in 1972. We lived in the East end, the middle of town, in the North of town, in West Duluth, out in Gary/New Duluth area, Herman Town, Proctor, and even on the very outskirts of town along old Hy 61. I was quite young then, but I bet that I could still spot the place we buried our dog under the old pole in the yard that held a bird house. It's now under I-35, but I bet I could get close. We were one of the earliest families who lived in the old housing project above Duluth. I still remember our address when I was 8 years old in 1963, 1201-C East 1st Ave W. I may have it a bit off, but that would be close. As I would learn later it was after Dad was sent to Stillwater. While we lived there my oldest four siblings all attended Central High on Lake Ave and 2nd while two other brothers attended Denfeld Junior High. One of them, Angie, would eventually graduate from there. Me and my other sister both attended Neddleton school at the time. One memory that will be with me forever. was that during that first year we lived there. It was Winter and started snowing early in the day. Like all young kids do, me and my friends got our sleds and decided to go sledding. I remember heading out after one of my older sister made me some lunch. It was snowing pretty steady all day, and me and a few friends wanted to take advantage of the fresh snow. As usually, we played out till it got dark, not thinking how long we were gone. Well the street lights started coming on knew it was time to quit. We all said our goodbyes and headed to our home. I remember how everything looked the same. And eventually I got lost, because all the apartment buildings looked the same. I could not tell one place from another. With all the fresh snow I remember being disorientated and started to worry, as the snow just kept coming down. I remember pulling my sled from building to building looking for our apartment. Mind you, I was only eight, and had not remembered the apartment number yet. After all, we had only lived there a short time. Finally I sat down on the steps in front of someone's house and started to cry. I was sure I was never going to find my home. As I sat with my head in my hands, getting colder and colder, I just cried, not loud, but more like sobbing. Then a lady sat down next to me and asked my why I was crying. I mumbled through my mittens that I was lost. The lady then put her arms around me, pulled me into her and started saying something that turned my sadness into joy. She told me, “Clarence, you're not lost, your at home". It was then that I recognized my Mom's voice. I looked up at her and jumped up into her arms, as she hugged me and laughed, but more of a kind of chuckle a parent has when their kid does something cute and silly. I was home, and I didn't even know it. So many memories of those years growing up in Duluth. I could write stories all day long about the many things I did. Like the time we built a raft one spring when I was 10 or 11, and tried to float it down through those tunnels in the drainage canals to Lake Superior. To this day I'm sure we would have made it, if the raft hadn't come apart after about four blocks down the hill. I remember each of us helping each other get out of the water that was coming down pretty fast. Never a thought about drowning, we were pioneers, and on a mission. All wet and soaking, I finally got home. When I walked into the home, the look on my my Mom's face was priceless as I stood in the kitchen dripping water onto the floor from my very soaked cloths. Or the time we used to ride our Bicycles from West Duluth down to Leaf Erickson Park on the weekend and then to Park Point, being gone from morning till dark. Other times we rode our bike up the hill just to see how fast we could come down the hill, without any thought about traffic from cars. We were daredevils and crazy. It's by the grace of GOD any of us lived past 12. So many memories, I could write a book about those days.

I was mesmerized when this came on!! Amazing city and now in my bucket list! Thank you guys for sharing this!! So amazing!😘💕🙏

There is something special about that graveyard. I literally live right on the upperside of it a minute's walk away and I often stroll through there to clear my head and relax.

In NJ where I lived for 30 years century homes have those carriage stones still,street are narrow through the town which was incorporated in 1776,I love historical sites and homes,I found a newspaper in the attic of our home from 1907!!I was enthralled!!

Fascinating documentary, thank you!

As typical kids we use to get into some of those tunnels in the late 60s, early 70s. Toxic gasses were the furthest thing from our minds as we dodged massive spider webs and their creators.

Wow. Some of that music was amazing.

So good!

Duluth should be studied as a prime example what happens when something of value is discovered and what happens afterward. I see this history as a rather depressing example how humanity/civilization, exploits something w/o ever considering the consequences and impact. There are 'Duluth's' all over this world today, being exploited just for the wealth a region may possess and left a wasteland after exploiters have made their money & have no further interest in area.

hermosas fotos y tiempos de bonanzas.

Duluth history is mentioned in Bob Dylan's song "Desolation Row". The lyrics "circus in town" refer to the 1924 lynching of 3 Black circus workers by local Duluth people. They stood for a photo with the 3 dead bodies. These photos often became postcards, which Dylan saw later on, and wrote his song. Like Dylan, we can reflect upon this evil today, and keep working for better tomorrows.

Fell asleep watching youtube and here I am, 2 hours later.

I have some friends in Duluth. They invited me to come snowmobiling. It was in January. They didn't warn me how cold it can get. Holy Jeebus! it was -20! My poor diesel truck! I had to go buy warmer clothes. Still had a good time but I won't visit in January ever again. Maybe a summer fishing trip.

I get to go through Duluth when I visit my family in the UP of Michigan!

You're missing an entire bridge connecting Superior and Duluth. There was a mostly wooden steep and scary (for us kids) toll bridge (if not all) in the 50-60's. A 9hr drive from Milwaukee WI on a two lane "highway". We'd arrive after dark and the bridge was white with bright spot lighting. It freaked us out. I had my eyes closed. That's my bridge story.

Incredible! Thank you!

Very interesting ideas

Very enjoyable and I would like to visit your city.

The tunnels are off limits to the public, unless you have a can of spray paint.

I wish we had another Beacon Hill Pavillion, that place must've been so majestic, especially at night and during its 1892 4th of July fireworks display.

Very interesting but it's a shame that it's so difficult to hear. My computer speakers are cranked and youtube volume is as well. :(

Just off the railroad tracks above 57th and Medina there was a large train depot. Much of the foundations and bridge pilings can be seen. This area is below the Quarry near the Polaris and Wilbur Vault building which is still standing and in use (the Epicurean Co). I would very much like to see some photos of this, I know the depot burned in the 1930's. Any info would be great.

Please do a documentary just on lost houses and neighborhoods. I have a particular request for history on the house that once stood at 407 N 1st Avenue West. It was built in 1890 and torn down somewhere in 2011-2013. That's all I know, but want to know more. Especially if that area was affluent, middle class or lower class back in the early 1900s.

We still got bear and deer on superior street.

The Helpful step down I heard in her voice

right around when she was talking about the overgrown pathway I thought she was going to fall over

Where is it?

Chester Bowl was my playground. I still remember all the places my imagination took me. Catching crayfish under the bridge, fishing in the ponds, hiking along the creek & falling in on occasion, crabapples from the Afterno Home, kissing my first girl in the woods. Oh, yeah! Great place to grow up as a kid.

Very interesting documentary but I found it sad that they destroyed so many of the magnificent buildings. No class there, it's shameful not to preserve them.

Wow the "pioneers" sure know how to do brick work it seems.. Cemetary full of obolisks....

That's when Duluth was a great city. Now it's someplace to stay away from. I lived there for some time and so glad I left.

I hope you will present more chapters as there are many more stories to be told, such as the growth and decline of each ethnic community.

Very interesting but I don’t think the music is needed, at least during narration.

Al Capone's old hide out... From the beast Chicago

Oneonta cemetery Duluth Mn One of the most beautiful cemeteries any where, ANY WHERE! Look it up! Many of my relatives intered there. Aunts, uncles, cousins, grand parents. I'd like to be there too m, but I doubt my son and daughter will have any compelling emotional and accessibility to be able to travel there.

Oh and what happened to the landscape? Its completely wiped out! Crazy looking

Is there anywhere like this that you know of that would resemble the southern part of the great lakes in the United States? If so please do tell I will pack my motorcycle bags and head there immediately! Your videos are so incredible I show them with everyone I know that loves the north

I live on Restormel street as seen at 22:00

Down at the lake where BK used to be I and my son found a square stone chinese ship Anker

Giant stone building half buried in mud .... pavilion.!

I wish you would of mentioned something on the arrowhead bridge.

Interesting, Thank you. But please in the future do not let the musicians control the audio balance. Older people's ears cannot so easily edit out secondary noise...so the otherwise charming piano score is making me nuts.... please use such era appropriate music is fine for introductions, endings, sand transitions, but to just have it pcontinuously laying straight through the narration is inexcusable. Thank you.

I was on a Minecraft video when I fell asleep and woke up to my phone waiting for me to press play on this, I’m fine with it because I get to learn something.

Let's not pave the way for only the weathy? I've been too an old feed mill for horses...in the middle of soup town...that had a great brothel... specially built...up a separate set of stairs...lot of workin type men and women came through too..

Thank you, enjoyed both segments, however, I found the end a bit abrupt. Will there be a 3rd instalment?

History. Love it.

Wonderful history but the music is driving me bonkers! Too bad they couldn't at least have changed it up for part 2! 🥴

The richer get richer and the rest of us get what little is left. I remember the signs along the roads for "Burma Shave" I miss those signs. I believe GM bought all the street cars and replaced them with the smelly buses.

It wasn't diluted I lost it was the people.

Progress our most important product

Why would not not label the streets you showed pictures of? Seems pointless if you can even give a reference point.

It’s a shame that they couldn’t bring lighting for the camera crews, imagination is needed to fill in.

Hey! I live there! :D

America, a question for you. What do places like Rome, London or Budapest for example, appear to have, and which you clearly don't? The luxury of time. The historical timeline and the events which are claimed to have happened are so blindingly ridiculous, its stupid. Your having been lied to feels unpleasant I'm sure, but just chalk it down to experience and take comfort in knowing you weren't alone! Don't continue to live their lies, live your own. Bon voyage whoever you really are.

So Lost Duluth got a sequel? This is Empire...this is Temple of Doom?

I don't know if I'd call it "apathy",, ski jumping is REALLY dangerous and there's just not many athletes who want to do such hazardous sports...

32:10, Good to see Dr. Clyde Olson the psychiatrist (the Shrink)

Duluth West Chicago like South Bend East Chicago

The history of ski jumping starting in Minnesota there is wrong, 1883 in Red Wing!

No doubt richy- rich was from Duluth

Another found Tartarian frontier city.

Ron Swanson

American history of the european settlers is very young. The get rich mentality has in itself been it's downfall of today's politics for none inclusion of all which we see changing to encompass those who have been left behind. God gets the last say and some strive to share and others don't. Never felt sorry for a.materialistic rich person

Bobby Zimmerman country.

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Used to be a nice town, now it's a cheap, crowded, commercialized tourist trap.

it was bit by the dog with a rabid ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

Why is no-one saying The sudden soap reversely obey because bench excitingly man from a ill-fated sandwich. super, permissible sled? Cause it makes no sense, is my guess.

There are billions of reasons why we should have a pyramid in Duluth Minnesota serving the world by the Creator

What's with the incessant cowboy guitar pick'n "music" background? Annoying, you try watching the whole video. Lock up your weapons!! See if you get a bang out of it.

mud flood.

It may have been normal to see a bear down on superior but now, no there are no bears, sadly the most common animal I witness in duluth is the fabled crackhead and the legendary heroin junky.

Why the inappropriate bayou /Cajun background music? Duluth is hardly New Orleans or Waveland, Mississippi. It’s distracting and ruins the otherwise interesting documentary.

maybe if all goes well a wealthy chinese businessman will buy duluth and perhaps make it something once again?

Not a single word about the lynching of the 3 black men in 1920 !! Duluth what a wicked city !

Wow. Some of that music was amazing.

You're missing an entire bridge connecting Superior and Duluth. There was a mostly wooden steep and scary (for us kids) toll bridge (if not all) in the 50-60's. A 9hr drive from Milwaukee WI on a two lane "highway". We'd arrive after dark and the bridge was white with bright spot lighting. It freaked us out. I had my eyes closed. That's my bridge story.