Reflections of the Neighborhood
In the 11 years I've lived here I've seen this neighborhood wax and wane, and wax again. It's not the best place to live, nor the worst. But it's home. After so long I've learned it's quirks and finer points. Even when neighbors come and go, the general feel of the street remains stable. Despite the busyness and the more sketchy of individuals walking through, we've never been robbed, even with car doors left open overnight. We may not be here forever, but I'll appreciate the time.
