Continuing my catalog of Regent Street, here is an undated O & M (Operations and Maintenance) stamp from the east side of Regent Street’s 400 block between Kalamazoo and Elizabeth. It’s a shame O & M was in the habit of not dating stamps at some point probably in the 2000s, but at least it’s stamped at all.
My day was just packed, and I had to take my walk late at night, so you’ll have to make do with this 1987 Cantu & Sons stamp from the east side of Regent Street’s 400 block, between Kalamazoo and Elizabeth. It’s out in front of a tiny, cute 1916 bungalow that regrettably snugs right up against the parking lot of the business formerly known as Lucky’s. Unfortunately it was too dark to get a context photo.
This stamp is on what I call the “other” Regent Street, the blocks south of I-496. It’s on the east side of the street between Walsh and East Malcolm X.
It appears undated. The only other P. Beasley stamp I’ve found is dated 1960, so it might be from around that time period.
I had a very busy and exhausting day (and have two more ahead of me) so this one is a placeholder. I mean, this one is for the planned Regent Street Catalog Project. The stamps are a pair on the west side of Regent Street between Kalamazoo and Elizabeth, on the 400 block. They are alongside the Auto Surgeon on the corner of Kalamazoo and Regent.
Sorry, this is blatantly a placeholder (though I could rationalize it as part of an eventual project to exhaustively catalogue Regent Street, since I’m probably about halfway there at this point). The reason is that I went to Cedar Point today, my first time at an amusement park since 2019. It was a big day for me, so I hope you’ll forgive the modest entry. (By “you” I mean “my dear husband,” as I think he is the only person who reads these.)
Anyway, this is on the west side of the 400 block of Regent Street, between Kalamazoo and Elizabeth.
I had a stamp on Horton Street sitting on my back burner list for a while and decided to go out and get it today. It rained when I was first going to set out, so I decided to switch things around and do the research first, then get the photo later. I had written down “J.M. Spink” as the contractor’s name, but it turns out that I likely misread the worn stamp. Instead, I had probably seen the work of J.K. Spink, who was advertising in 1940s Lansing State Journal classifieds as a contractor and remodeling specialist.
As usual when I have a distinctive name to work with, Find A Grave was my friend. I found a Jacob Kent Spink buried in the Maple Grove Cemetery in Mason. (There is a photo of him as a young man at the memorial page there, if you want to get better acquainted.) From there I was able to search for his name in the LSJ and find his obituary, published July 21, 1952. According to that, Spink was a building contractor and World War I veteran. He was born in Toledo but grew up in Michigan, attending Mason High School and then the University of Michigan. Sadly, he was only 56 when he died. Of interest to me was noticing that he lived on the west side of the 300 block of Regent Street at the time of his death, and it was the same address that appeared in his business ads.
I did walk up to Horton Street where the stamp that originally spurred this research was located, but on a hunch I decided to pass his old house on the walk back. And this is what I found in the driveway, bumping my original planned stamp for today.
Spink’s son Douglas carried on in the contracting business, as I see advertisements in the 1950s for a contractor using either his name or “Spink Builders.” I discovered that Douglas also lived on Regent Street, on the 200 block. As I didn’t find this out until after my walk I didn’t know to go check for work there too, but I will put it on my ever-sprawling list of places to visit.
Not much to say about this one; just continuing to plug away at eventually cataloguing the entirety of Regent Street. This presumed pair of C. Gossett stamps (I know it looks like “O” but elsewhere I have seen clear enough ones to know it’s “C”) is on the west side of the street.
I pass this one a lot and it makes me smile. Why? Well, I just like the fact that they apparently weren’t happy with the first print of their name, and did it a second time. I like really neat stamps but there’s also a kind of charm in mistakes and sloppiness.
I didn’t have a lot of choices again tonight, so I’m afraid all you’re getting is a very badly-lit C. Gossett stamp on the east side of Regent Street (400 block) between Kalamazoo and Elizabeth. I think that’s 1969, but I’ll have to check back in daylight to be sure.
Reviewing some previous C. Gossett entries, I notice that they were inconsistent about whether they put the date above or below the name. That’s not the most interesting observation, but it’s what I can offer.
I had a more interesting one planned for tonight but I happened across a small, shivering dog running around Hunter Park. I spent a little while trying to gain his trust, but while he would come right up to me, he would get defensive if I tried to grab his collar. Eventually I gave up, but after leaving the park I ran across the dog again, with a guy trying to use a hamburger to entice him. The fellow Samaritan had the same results as me: the dog would come up to him but if he tried to grab him he would get snapped at. As we stood there talking about it suddenly a car pulled up and asked if we had seen a small dog. We both pointed up the street and the car took off in pursuit, so at that point I was relieved and figured I could now exit the scene. This excitement caused me to forget to take the photo I meant to and I ended up having to just grab what I could since I didn’t have time to extend my walk.
Anyway, here’s the stamp. It’s on the east side of the 400 block of Regent Street (about midway between Kalamazoo and Elizabeth). It’s a C. Gossett stamp. Those are pretty common, as I’ve mentioned, and they are usually from the 1960s as far as I’ve seen. I am not entirely sure of the year on this one. It looks like 1968, but could be 1966 or even 1960.
Now for a little bit of irrelevant reminiscing. The house this is in front of (the steps of which can be seen in the photo above) is one I have actually spent time in, many years ago. When I was first living in town two fellow grad students (a married couple) lived there, and my husband-a-the-time and I were friendly with them. I still think of the house (it’s actually a duplex) as “[Couple’s names’] house” even though they moved out in the 2000s and I long ago lost contact with them. For years, the very numerous tulips and daffodils planted by my old friends would come up each spring and I would think of them. I think a few might still pop up in the front yard.