History
The streetcar line was constructed in or shortly before 1910 as New York Times articles in the era state. The streetcar line was replaced with the old Bx19 bus service operating between Broadway-207 Street and Fordham Plaza on January 24, 1948. As the years progressed, service was eventually consolidated from multiple routes, and was given a single label, the Bx12. The route saw extensions east to City Island, seasonal service to Orchard Beach, and a branch to the Bartow-Pell Mansion along with the introduction of limited-stop service on weekdays. In the early 1980s the Bay Plaza Shopping Center was constructed in Co-op City and the Bx12 was extended there from Pelham Bay. Service to City Island remained until around 1990, when through service was discontinued and replaced with a dedicated route from City Island to Pelham Bay, the Bx29. Service to the Bartow-Pell Mansion was discontinued due to low ridership and is now served by Bee-Line's W45 bus. The resulting service pattern remains in effect today, with some minor adjustments.
On June 29, 2008, the Bx12 Limited was converted to bus rapid transit, with a system in place that will have passengers pay fares before boarding the bus, as part of an effort to shave up to 20% off of travel time across the Bronx.
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