19 Marie Major Dr

The home at 19 Marie Major Dr was built on a three acre lot in 1974.

Well manicured lanscaping surrounded the home itself. The owners also installed a pool and tennis courts on the edge of the property.

In the decades since the home was built Alpine became home to some of the richest people in the state. By 2016 the property was assessed to be valued at $6 million. 

When I was growing up my father always had a skill of delivering some sort of complex, practical knowledge with a single sentence.  One of his classics was the phrase "something is only worth what somebody is willing to pay for it. 19 Marie Major is a great example. The property was sold in June of 2019 for just $3 Million.

The home sat vacant for a number of years. During this time a new trend developed in the Urban Exploring community, particularly on Tik Tok. It was the era of the "clout mansion".

A "clout mansion" is any large home, usually a fairly recent real estate listing, which has some distinctive feature that drives the algorithm wild. It may be an interior pool, a famous former resident, or in some cases even just the list price. People who seek attention visit these places and immediately share them with other people who had broken into similar mansions, creating this weird trend in the moment. 

I had been putting off visiting these mansions even though a couple were in NJ. I did eventually check them out though. 19 Marie Major was known as the "Basketball Court Mansion" because the last owner installed a single hoop inside on the second floor.

The home was finally torn down in 2025, and a new home built on the same spot. Hopefully the new owners dont disturb the property too much, as it really is a fantastic piece of land. 

First Presbyterian Church of Atlantic City

As someone who grew up in North Jersey, Atlantic City might as well have been Las Vegas. None of my travels as a kid ever took me past it, so I didnt see it in person until I was grown. They were both known to have a gruff reputation, corrupt history, and gambling. Despite that, the city actually holds several really distinctive civic buildings. The subject of this article is one such space that has unfortunately been lost. 

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The original First Presbyterian Church complex was built on the same site between 1856 and 1857. The main building was a handsome carpenter gothic structure with a tall, distinctive spire above it's bell tower. It also had a detached secondary chapel along S. Presbyterian Avenue. Corrupt crime boss and republican politician Nucky Johnson married in the old building in 1906. Johnson is ficticously portrayed by Steve Buschemi in the hit HBO series "Boardwalk Empire". 

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The church was stripped back to its frame and almost entirely rebuilt in 1909. This was likely done due to the fire hazard the original church building posed. Seneca Red sandstone replaced the old wooden clapboard. The bell tower was moved from the center of the building to the right corner, while the enormous spire was never rebuilt. 

The interior floor plan was dramatically changed as well to accomidate the growing congregation. Seating in the nave was reoriented to face the left wall, which had been opened up and rebuilt to serve as the pulpit.  This allowed the a much more significant balcony to be constructed, nearly doubling the capacity of the sanctuary. Three gorgeous windows were purchased from Tiffany Studios and installed behind the choir loft. 

Atlantic City experienced a significant population decline in the decades after WWII. Eventually the First Presbyterian congregation had become so small they didn't need such a large building anymore. Victory Deliverence Church moved into the space in 1989, making very few changes.

A charity food program known as Sister Jean's Kitchen moved into the building in 1997. Sister Jean was a former chef at several of the large casinos along the shore. One night a decade prior she saw a man digging through the trash for some food. She decided to take the man to a nearby pizzeria and get him something substantial instead. She invited the man to her house the next day for a proper home-cooked meal. This selfless act eventually grew into one of the most substantial charity meal programs in the history of Atlantic City. 

Sister Jean Webster passed away in 2011. The kitchen continued on in her honor, although it wouldnt be long before the program experienced another setback. 

Hurricane Sandy devastated the First Presbyterian building just a year later, forcing the kitchen out. Victory Deliverence came up with a plan to renovate the space, but it never came to fruition, and by 2018 the building was officially vacant. 

The building continued to languish over the years. The Tiffany stained glass was removed from the choir loft, and a number of pews were smashed up and discarded. The doors and windows were replaced by steel VPS panels to prevent further break ins. By 2024, plans were approved to have a cannabis dispensary replace the old church building. 

Demolition began in 2025. Usually thats the end of the story, but this one has a pretty wild twist. I mentioned earlier that the exterior was clad with Seneca Red Sandstone. That wasn't just a filler detail. The geological formation that produces that specific stone is part of a thin network that spans from northern Connecticut to southern North Carolina. The largest band streches from northern Virginia to the southern tip of New York, right across New Jersey. This band produced the stone for our church, as well as several prominent buildings in our nation's capital. Perhaps most notably was the original building of the Smithsonian Museum, known as "The Castle". The quarry that produced the Smithsonian's stone had been out of production for over a century, so they thought they were going to have to make an unflattering compromise duringtheir ongoing renovation. A member of the design team happened to be from Atlantic City thiigh, and knew of the old First Presbyterian Church. They brought a spalled piece of the museum to the old church and held it up; it was a near-perfect match. 

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It took several weeks to pry off all the stone, but the team got it done. The stone was loaded onto trucks and hauled down to the museum. The rest of the structure was torn down, leaving the lot bare for the first time in 168 years. It won't be for long though. A new dispensary means that lot will be on the tax rolls for that same period. City leaders have to be excited about that. 

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Eastside High School

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Woodrow Wilson School opened on the east side of Camden in 1930. The 29,300 square foot structure was actually built as a middle school, but it switched to a high school curriculum in 1933. 

The building itself was an interesting blend of gothic and art deco. The exterior of the school building was a stylish buff brick lightly decorated with limestone accents. The front doors were recessed behind three large lancet arches. Above the central lancet was a limestone carving of the state seal. Inside the hallways have tall ceilings and walls adorned with distinctively dark grey marble slabs. These corridors wind their way around an interior open air courtyard which allows natural light to fill the halls. The main interior architectural highlight for me was the large auditorium on the left side of the building. 

It wasn't until the 1960s that the large modern addition was built on the back of the school. The highlight of the new building was a massive gymnasium building. 

More classroom space was added a decade later along 31st st, which was the last major improvement the building ever saw. 

Woodrow Wilsons name was rightfully dropped from the school in 2020, during a long overdue moment of reckoning for racist historical figures across the country. Afterwards the school was known as Eastside High.  

In 2022 it was announced that the school would be entirely rebuilt, just as Camden High was five years prior. I was never able to get inside the old CHS before it was leveled, despite a few attempts. This one wasn't going to get the best of me. The building finally closed for good in 2024.

After nearly 20 years of exploring I've developed a strong sense of intuition with regards to timing and the best way to get inside different abandoned buildings. Eastside High was a tough one though. The first few times I drove around the building it didn't look like anyone had been messing with it. I kept my eye on the School Development Authorities website waiting for a demo date. Shortly after it was announced I made my way down south. I knew there was a dead end street that looked like it would be a decent place to get through the fence. Unfortunately for me there were two police officers sitting in their cars out front. 

East Camden isn't as tough as other parts of the city, and in the last decade the police have made enormous strides in repairing trust with the citizens. Calls to 911 are being answered and responded to swiftly. The sun was rising and I didn't have anything else lined up, so rather than burn a free day I decided to go for it. I knew I had to be fast and invisible on the approach.  Fortunately for me there was an enormous hole in the fence already. I climbed down using a couple large backhoe tires that were propped up against the wall. Since getting onto the property was so easy, I figured getting inside the building would be a breeze. However every single door and window was barricaded. Carefully I crept my way around the back of the building, through another locked fence that had a hole in it, trying every single door and window as the sun continued to rise. After noticing a new looking solar powered camera, I decided to take the L and try and come back at night. 

I got back to my car and noticed one of the police officers from out front was now driving around, looking at the property. I wasn't sure if it was just a coincidence or if I had been seen on the camera, but it certainly didn't help my nerves. When I came back that same night, those backhoe tires I had used to climb down were on the other side of the locked gate. I told myself it was probably just another coincidence. Through the second fence I went, back to a door that seemed like my best bet. Sure enough, the door opened up and I slid in. 

I was inside a locker room area for the sports fields out back. Unfortunately it quickly became clear there was no way upstairs. Once again I had to sneak back to my car and drive all the way home thinking about what else I could do to get inside. The entire front of the building was essentially off limits, as the police were always parked there. I was road tripping out to Cleveland the following weekend, so there was no way I was going to be able to try again for two weeks. It felt like they'd be so far along by then it wouldn't be worth the risk anymore. I spent more time that week thinking about Eastside than my coming trip.  

Cleveland ended up being amazing. I ran myself ragged exploring sunup to well past sundown, seeing pretty much everything I wanted to. I couldnt stop thinking about Eastside though. From where I was in Ohio, home and Camden were essentially the exact same distance. Before I even knew what was happening I was headed down 76 towards Camden, only stopping for coffee refills. 

By the time I made it, I had a new plan of approach all worked out. It pretty much depended entirely on tbe cops being busy, or at least parked further down the property than they had been. They were nowhere to be found as I made my way around the block looking for a place to park. After vaulting the fence, I rushed into the courtyard between the original building and the midcentury addition. After some creative move making, I was able to slip through a door and into the school. 

I was fairly certain I hadn't been seen, and I was also pretty sure the old cctv cameras and motion sensors were offline at this point. I just had to be mindful that those wifi cameras I had seen outside may also be somewhere inside as well. Carefully I made my way towards my main point of interest; the original 1930's auditorium. I hadn't seen any contemporary photos of it, so I was glad to see it was still in good shape. Next stop was the gym, which was actually being used by the construction crew as a home base. After a satisfying amount of time inside I packed up and headed to the exit, hoping nobody would be there waiting for me. 

Heavy machinery began ripping the building apart in June of 2025. A handful of relics were saved and will be reinstalled in the new Eastside building. As much as I hate to see a historic building get demolished, I am really glad the students are getting the brand new facility they deserve. So often these buildings aren't just old and poorly maintained, they've barely even been brought up to modern standards. This upgrade is long overdue.