Toronto Street Post Office

The Toronto Street Post Office was also called Seventh Toronto Post Office and was built by Frederick William Cumberland and Thomas Ridout from 1851 to 1853. It is designed in the Greek Revival style.

It served as a post office until 1873 and as a government building until 1937. Bought by the Bank of Canada, it was last used as head office of Conrad Black's Argus Corporation. It was here that Conrad Black was taped removing boxes of documents from the office.

It was sold to Morgan Meighen & Associates, an independent Canadian investment manager, in 2006 for C$14 Million. They were one of 200 bidders for the property, which sold for C$1,800 per sq. foot, roughly three times the price of a typical building in downtown Toronto.

The building was designated a National Historic Site of Canada in 1958.

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