The top-hatted street character known around the University of Minnesota area simply as Chester has died, apparently of natural causes.
He died as he lived, in the squatter camp he staked out in the shadow of the 10th Avenue Bridge in Minneapolis. His real name and age were not yet confirmed, but two people who knew him said he'd told them his name was Bruce Nelson. Others said he'd told them that he'd grown up on a farm near Zimmerman, Minn.
Chester roamed the sidewalks, an institution on the West Bank, Dinkytown and the adjacent campus. Sometimes he sawed on an old violin for spare change, which often went for a drink or a meal at the Hard Times Cafe. At the Hard Times, he was a fixture, known for drawing cartoons on napkins.
Police and neighbors in the nearby Riverview condos looked out for Chester. His compound included a steel packing crate and a wooden shed left over from Interstate 35W bridge construction, a rusting pickup and a station wagon, both inoperable, and a fence of logs and scrap wood that enclosed crockery, plastic flowers and castoff furniture.
"He's homeless, but he's homeless by choice, so is he really homeless?" said Zev Radziwill, a Riverview resident. "He had his ups and downs, and I think all of us do."
According to Hard Times worker Brian Monroe, Chester got his start when a now-demolished business under the bridge let him park his truck there years ago. "It was like, 'You can sleep here and we have a free security guard,' " Monroe said.
Chester continued that role for nearby Bluff Street Park, Radziwill said. Rosemary Knutson, who moved into the Riverview in 1980, said Chester already was living there then. After a fight over plans to sell the nearby blufftop to a developer, the area became Bluff Street Park, but it was still Chester's domain. "He thought of that as kind of his backyard," she said. "He would keep it clean. He would pick up trash."
His hidden world changed dramatically in 2014 when the city opened Bluff Street Trail connecting downtown and the university area, virtually at his doorstep. The impending rehabilitation of the bridge that sheltered him was likely to necessitate at least a temporary relocation.