Access
Goose Island is crossed by Division Street, running east–west, and Halsted Street, which runs north–south across the southeast portion of the island. Ogden Avenue also crossed the island on a viaduct that opened in 1934, but this was demolished in 1992 following the closure of the section of Ogden Avenue that ran to the north-east of the island.
In 1869 Division Street was connected to the island with the construction of bridge across the river; a second bridge across the canal was added in 1870. These bridges were replaced with the present bascule bridges in 1904 and 1903 respectively. In 1877 Halsted Street was connected to the island with bridge across the canal; a bridge across the river was added in 1897 to complete the north-south route.
The Cherry Avenue Bridge provides railroad access to the island at its northern tip. The Chicago and Pacific Railroad constructed railroad onto Goose Island in the 1870s. This company was absorbed into the Chicago, Milwaukee and St. Paul Railway in 1880. Operation of the surviving railroad on Goose Island was taken over by the Soo Line Railroad in 1986, and then by the Chicago Terminal Railroad in January 2007.
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Shake my fell purpose.”
—William Shakespeare (1564–1616)
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