I had to write a piece on my neighborhood this week for one of my graduate social work classes. I thought I'd share it here, since it has its fair share of citynoise...
Yorkville: A Neighborhood Recalled
I’m much taller than my mother, who’s a tiny thing and fits comfortably under my arm. It’s strange to think that once I clomped around the house in her high heels and now she fits so snugly under my wing, but I suppose that’s how life progresses.
My Grandpa died three years ago, and then Tommy passed last October. Tommy was Mom’s...
Walking through the subway station under Union Square in Manhattan, I ran into the spot where breaker, breakdancer and adoring crowd collide. As always, I was glad to see B-Boy culture still strong, alive and kicking in NYC...