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
I took this of my old neighborhood, some 30 years ago.
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
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
A few mornings ago, my wife and I took our dogs for a romp in Marine Park near our home in Brooklyn. Another dog owner told us there had been a shooting over on Stuart Street by the school on the west edge of the park the night before. We could even see a bit … Continue reading "It’s a Beautiful Day in This Neighborhood"
We watched A Bronx Tale on TV last night. It made me remember something that happened about fifteen years ago and the tale I learned as back-story.My cafe and store, Shakespeare's Sister, had been open a couple of years. It sat on the border of the neighborhoods Cobble Hill and Carroll Gardens in what used … Continue reading A Brooklyn Tale