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Location: 35th Avenue South between 35th and 36th Streets East<\/p>\n
When looking for a house 18 years ago, I had an ideal in my mind\u2019s eye as to what my home and neighborhood would be like.\u00a0I wanted to move into the neighborhood of my childhood experience \u2013 right out of the (ahem!) 60s and 70s.\u00a0I wanted to be able to run across the street for two eggs; I wanted to know who was across the street.\u00a0I wanted that experience that when I needed a tool, a mower, a shovel\u2026I could run two houses over to borrow.\u00a0I wanted to wake up to 12 inches of snow and be pleasantly surprised that my front shoveling was taken care of already, and I wanted to be that person who while shoveling, she just keeps going and shovels her neighbor\u2019s. I wanted to hear someone yell my name in greeting as they walked their dog by my house. I wanted to stand in the middle of the street chatting up the neighbors while cars are driving past trying not to hit us. I wanted to know, like, and care for my neighbors and I wanted to feel that back.\u00a0When I told my realtor what I was looking for, he told me I was being too specific.\u00a0I stumbled across this neighborhood, but I got what I was looking for!<\/p>\n
When it\u2019s time to connect with the \u2018neighbor-ladies\u2019 across the street for an afternoon break to talk politics, neighborhood news, catch up after vacation (or a long winter), that involves a tea party with Miss CeCe and her mom! She has much to say, much to share, and happily participates with mom-Pati and me.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s just like it was when I was a kid.<\/p>\n
Photo: Jean Des Marais<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"