Maisel’s Indian Trading Post, which opened its unique John Gaw Meem designed building in 1939, was closed permanently in August, 2019. The building is listed in the National Register of Historic Places and efforts are being made to try to preserve the historic Native American murals on its elaborate Art Deco facade.
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As an Albuquerque resident, I wish the downtown was still as vibrant as it is in this photo. Fortunately, the KIMO Theatre is still there and presenting plays and concerts. Unfortunately, Skip Maisel's Indian Curios closed several years ago. I treasure the jewelry I purchased there over the years. Fine craftsmanship. Thanks for this glimpse into the past.

Little Missy who is enjoying watching the roughhousing boys so much is going to need a new coat by next winter. She's well fixed for boots, though.

Although she seems to disapprove of the boys' antics, her companion, Cowgirl Carrie, looks rather amused by them.

Maisel's Indian Trading Post opened in 1939 on Route 66 and lasted eighty years. The photos below show its heyday and diminished later years. There are still plenty of souvenir shops (Indian curios, yes, and also the Breaking Bad Store); but you should check out the Indian Pueblo Store owned and operated by the nineteen Pueblo tribes.

I can only imagine what that Indian Curios sign looks like at night. It's a beautiful piece of work.

Or was.

Below is the same view from July of 2015.

63 years ago we were following Route 66 heading east on leave and we stopped in Albuquerque for a bite to eat. The waitress we had was one of the most beautiful ladies I have ever seen in person and today she is still in the top 3. She was about my age (21), long curly red hair, green eyes, shapely form from head to toe and the best part was the warm friendly smile she gave to three travelling sailors.

I was smitten and if I hadn't been heading home to ask my girl there to marry me I might have stayed in Albuquerque to pursue this vision of Irish beauty, Riona. I ate slowly to prolong my time there so much my two travelling buddies said to eat up or we are going to leave me here. I was torn between this lady and the lady I did know and love in Baltimore.

Common sense did finally prevail and I headed back east to my Dorothy to get engaged to one of the other top three beauties in my life. We had a good life together but once in a while I would lean back in my easy chair, smile and pull up the memory of my short time with Riona.

Says the lady in black.

Didn’t Bugs Bunny forget to turn left at Albuquerque?