The Two Brooklyns

Or three. Or four. Whatever.When my parents moved to Brooklyn in 1970, I was in college. My experience of the borough had come through visits to my aunt and uncle, who lived off Grand Army Plaza, first on the east side of it and later on the Park Slope side. My parents bought a brownstone … Continue reading The Two Brooklyns

Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah

My block in Marine Park, Brooklyn consists of 52 nearly identical houses.  48 are semi-attached, shared driveways between the pairs.  At each end, facing each other, are the others, stand-alones just slightly narrower than the rest on the block.  The houses were all built in 1926 to be homes for New York's growing middle class, … Continue reading Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah

Arriving in Brooklyn

On Veterans' Day, BLDG 92, the historical museum of the Brooklyn Navy Yard opened.  I haven't been there yet, but was reminded of one of the letters my great-grandmother saved that my grandfather sent home during World War I (all of them collected and presented, along with newspaper articles, documents I found in the National … Continue reading Arriving in Brooklyn

Brooklyn, a Bridge, and the Other Side

Friday, I went down to watch the fireworks. Sat on a stone retaining wall in the new park to the east of the Brooklyn Bridge.The crowd included Japanese holding balloons from the Nathan's hot-dog eating contest at Coney Island. Presumably, they'd been cheering on Takeru Kobayashi's unsuccessful effort to regain his title, only to lose … Continue reading Brooklyn, a Bridge, and the Other Side