Where’s Foy?

WHERE’S FOY?

The Automobile Club of Washington indicated Foy on its map of Washington in 1955, though it is likely that most of the people living there at the time probably no longer referred to it by that name, much less had even heard of it. A large red circle marking Foy was at N. 145th and Aurora Avenue North. Its designation was just as prominent as those of Kenmore and Richmond Beach.

Foy was originally at N. 145th and Linden Avenue, where it served as a stop for the Seattle-Everett Interurban. David and Henrietta Foy owned a house at about N. 150th Street between Dayton and Greenwood Avenues a century ago where they operated a ten acre chicken ranch. The station at Foy served as a junction for a spur line which ran westward along what is today N. 145th Street to the Seattle Golf Club. Foy Station must have bustled in the 1910s, when building materials for the houses in the Highlands arrived via the interurban tracks.

The Foys eventually moved to California, selling out to a certain Dr. Little, who started subdividing the property, and the Foy name has since drifted into oblivion. Since the Seattle Golf Club traced its origins to Laurelhurst, there is reason to assume that its clientele traveled long distances to the Highlands via Foy. The Russian word for “train station,” vokzal, comes from “Vauxhall,” a suburb of London and former manor which served as a rail terminus for an expansive amusement complex for the rich. Ironically, Vauxhall later became the site of an automobile factory, lending its name to a make of a British automobile, which became a subsidiary of General Motors in 1925. It epitomizes the eventual eclipse of public transportation for recreation in favor of the private automobile. When the Seattle Golf Club spur was abandoned in 1921, Foy Station moved two blocks southward to N. 143 rd Street, presumably because this was the only east-west road in the vicinity accessible by car.

Eventually the entire Interurban became a victim of the automobile in 1939. For the well moneyed, there was once a day and age when taking public transportation for recreation was something to be esteemed. Can you imagine some rich dude doing that today?