What neighborhood do you live in?

Reply Thu 6 Sep, 2012 02:05 pm
I think I live in Mayberry or maybe closer to the Brady Bunch.

I moved as many of you have heard - to a neighborhood. Somewhere were people water their lawn, have kids running around, have bonfires, meet in the town center for a lame (former wanna be) rock band. There are horse farms and farm farms. I feel like I live in the country.

I used to live in a condo village with neighbors from h*ll in more a city environment.

What is your neighborhood/town like?
Reply Thu 6 Sep, 2012 02:11 pm
Mayberry too!

(I know, we were just talking about this on the other thread.)

We don't have the horse farms and farm farms (sounds nice!)

We're probably more urban than you are -- houses are close together, not far at all to downtown Columbus.

But we've got big trees and lawns and gardens and kids everywhere and lots and lots of cheesy local events. And block parties.

If anyone from the community has something bad happen, the casseroles start arriving.

If a kid does something wrong, his or her mom knows about it within about 10 minutes.

And this is the part I really love -- all adults are presumed to be responsible for all kids. So if a kid does something wrong, he's going to be stopped/ scolded before his mom even knows about it.

I know this might turn -- that I may well get to the point where I want everyone's nose out of my business. And I've already had to deal with nosey neighbors (who are actually out of character for the area).

For now I like it a lot though and feel really lucky. Knock on wood.
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Reply Thu 6 Sep, 2012 02:59 pm
Well, I live just north of the centre of my city in a very residential neighbourhood. There are 3 or 4 playgrounds and at least two schools. I rarely see any kids on the streets, though. There is an off-leash dog park 4 blocks away, and we are 2 blocks from a main thoroughfare although we can't hear the noise. We are very centrally located and I like the place. It's an established neighbourhood called West Hillhurst.
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Reply Thu 6 Sep, 2012 03:13 pm
I live in a very, very quiet town in Massachusetts. It's very safe, probably because there's almost nothing to do except dream, walk, and think.

We have close to no crime and I might add there's very little night life.

It's very different from the neighborhood in Chicage where I grew up and went to school. In Chicago, growing up we had at least 1 tavern per block and just to make it real interesting, every Tavern had a big, noisy jukebox blaring away till about 5 am in the morning.
What was interesting about many of these Taverns ( or saloons ) was the presence on the upper floors of dance studios where kids ( mainly young girls ) learned to tap dance or take ballet. Classes were day and night time.

The kids just tapped their little legs off ,while the drunks crawled in and out of their drinking holes.

Great life and who can forgot the aroma of fresh beer?

Nothing like that where I live now in Massachusetts. I would guess that on week nights, most folks around here are in bed by 10-11 pm.
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Walter Hinteler
Reply Thu 6 Sep, 2012 03:22 pm
We live in an apartment house (condo), in a rented flat on top of a two storey building.
It's a village, part of middle-seized town (65,000 inhabitants) with nearly 5,000 inhabitants.
It's a 'spa-village' = we've got a thermal-salt-source here, with the pools just 5 mins walking away. And the park is in view from our windows.
Real countryside is two minutes away ....

We like it very much here: 15 mins to the airport, less than one hour to larger cities or in the mountains, two hours to the ocean, two hours to the Netherlands or Belgium ...

It's a mixed neighbour: we got some rather rich neighbours but 'normal' people as well, multi-cultured, too.
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Reply Thu 6 Sep, 2012 03:52 pm
I live in the wrong neighborhood for my needs and it's all my own fault. I was trying to buy fast. I should have bought the one I bid on mid town and then backed out of (teeeeny bathroom, too much yard). Instead I bought near friends in a place I checked had transportation, and that turned out to be close to nil, and the stops a long walk in heat or cold. I'm a strong proponent of mixed use development and what I call pedestrian culture. It was as if I bought against myself in a hurry, to save money and not impose on others. Max stupid.

I could have stayed at a motel and taken my time, my fault.

So, past that, I like my small neighborhood. A tract, built by a developer I hope is jailed (I worked once for a major developer in the US, another tale for another time, but I know enough to consider this company as full of curs, in contrast to that past one.) It's a bunch of small townhomes. I say small with a sort of wink, as my place approaches twelve hundred sq feet, and my favorite all time house, the california bungalow in Venice was something like 680, depending on whether you counted the tack on; spent 25 good years there, most of them as a couple.
But this place looks and feels smaller.

The grace note is that I like the people, including all close neighbors up and down the street. I like the way the neighbors in general make the places theirs. Just today I noticed one had put up a large photo type thing of an old car above the garage. Usually we have people putting up various new mexico iconography. We have children, but mostly in my immediate span, as rental folks. Once there was a family that scared me as the kids seemed to have no sense re cars. Chihuahua!

My duplex neighbor bought as a single woman and I think married the guy (I am even guessing their wedding celebration was what was going on around the time Pacco died, when I was like a madwoman crying.) I like the guy too.
Neither of us are nosy but we have both helped each other. We had a somewhat resolved spat re their putting big rocks on our intermediate space. I blew my top. You all know me, re blowing my top. I do japanese rock work, not stones plopped from the sky. We'll see, but it isn't life or death. The woman got my view, was interested.

On the other side, the woman who knocked loudly on my door one 4 a.m., her house on fire. She has two daughters and a divorced husband and a cocker spaniel (I'm a softie there.)

On the side of her, a gay couple. I like both of them, and they seem to like me. I think maybe the former owner said I was ok as they are definitely friendly. They'll agree to my taking some of their plants, a help for both of us, once the weather calms down.

On the other side of them, an older woman, who got scared today when she hadn't seen me backing out, as I was waltzing to the mailboxes. I reassured her. I think I need to ask her here for tea or coffee.

Moving north east? hard to tell, things are a little cattywampus here re map north, is a guy or family with a lot of sheriff cars. This is potentially useful. We've only talked once, ok so far.

Well, you get the idea.
Despite my high irritation with the construction, I like my neighbors.

I didn't mention the woman on the other side of the street who owned the house that became a rental. She invited me in, when I first moved here, to one of the cleanest places I've ever seen, but not a sterile place at all. And showed me her shrine to her mother.
I don't know. The family might have intervened, but I know alzheimer's and she was quite lucid.

Well, I'll stop, but I like my street.

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Reply Thu 6 Sep, 2012 04:05 pm
my neighborhood looks like the one the beverly hillbillies left behind...
Reply Thu 6 Sep, 2012 04:22 pm
Your place and your work on others places is good (I take it) and done in tough circumstances.

Anyone taking photos?
I know it is not my business.
Reply Thu 6 Sep, 2012 07:09 pm
I live in the middle of the big green C. The C is the sprawling college lawn to the north, a golf course to the west, and a creek to the south. It is considered one of the most livable neighborhoods in one of the most livable cities in America.

It was one of the city's early suburbs so it is close to downtown, most of the houses were built between 1920 and 1945 so it's an eclectic mix of styles. Many of the houses cost in excess of a million dollars but it's very subdued, there aren't many show offs. People restrain themselves.

It isn't at all unusual to find four generations of a family living here. Nobody leaves. Some houses are passed down from generation to generation, having been owned by the same family for nearly 100 years. Sometimes it's a little too cozy, it almost feels incestuous.

It's very pedestrian friendly and I live on the most pedestrian friendly street so I will easily greet 30 neighbors on a day when I working in my garden. I know the names of every neighbor on my block on both sides of the street, I know their kids, I know their parents, I know the names of all of their pets, I know their joys and sorrows.

It's a pretty idyllic place for kids -- safe and green and inside the big green C. We get 300+ trick or treaters. The boy next door sneaks into my garden and eats strawberries. The little girl across the street knocks on the door to ask if she can play with our dog. Our neighbors bring us fresh eggs from their chickens on Sunday morning. Everybody talks and smiles. It's almost unreal. We're so damn lucky.
Reply Thu 6 Sep, 2012 07:18 pm
That makes me blink, so good.

Just nattering, good has change going on.

Reply Thu 6 Sep, 2012 07:36 pm
Change IS good and I often think this place could use some.

After 6 years we're still "the new people".

The cool thing is, because so many of the houses have been passed down, that the grocery store checker can live a few doors down from the Senator. (True story.)

And not only are they neighbors, they're friends.
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Reply Thu 6 Sep, 2012 08:52 pm
ossobuco wrote:
Anyone taking photos?

Yup, eventually! Very Happy
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Reply Thu 6 Sep, 2012 10:44 pm
My village and neighborhood:



Reply Thu 6 Sep, 2012 10:49 pm
The primary school:

The view from my back garden - that's Glastonbury Tor in the distance
There are probably as many sheep as people and even more cows than sheep
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Reply Thu 6 Sep, 2012 11:10 pm
I live in a cul-de-sac but prefer to refer to it as a dead end.
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Reply Fri 7 Sep, 2012 01:26 am
I live in a neighborhood called Carnegie Hill on the Upper East Side of Manhattan.

Here's info about the neighborhood and what's around:


It doesn't feel neighborhoody to me. I've lived in other parts of the city that felt homier. It might be because my building is on the corner of a very commercial avenue.

My street was in two movies. The first was Marathon Man--the car chase at the beginning. The second was a Spike Lee movie. I don't know the title, but I saw him outside directing a lot.

The population is about 60,000. I thought it was more.
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Reply Fri 7 Sep, 2012 04:29 am
I live in the historic city of Southampton, as mentioned by Shakespeare.


Duke of Bedford. 'Fore God, his grace is bold, to trust these traitors.
Duke of Exeter. They shall be apprehended by and by. Earl of Westmoreland. How smooth and even they do bear themselves!
As if allegiance in their bosoms sat,
Crowned with faith and constant loyalty.
Duke of Bedford. The king hath note of all that they intend,
By interception which they dream not of. Duke of Exeter. Nay, but the man that was his bedfellow,
Whom he hath dull'd and cloy'd with gracious favours,
That he should, for a foreign purse, so sell
His sovereign's life to death and treachery.
[Trumpets sound. Enter KING HENRY V, SCROOP,]
CAMBRIDGE, GREY, and Attendants]
Henry V. Now sits the wind fair, and we will aboard.
My Lord of Cambridge, and my kind Lord of Masham,
And you, my gentle knight, give me your thoughts:
Think you not that the powers we bear with us
Will cut their passage through the force of France,
Doing the execution and the act
For which we have in head assembled them?
Lord Scroop. No doubt, my liege, if each man do his best.
Henry V. I doubt not that; since we are well persuaded
We carry not a heart with us from hence
That grows not in a fair consent with ours,
Nor leave not one behind that doth not wish
Success and conquest to attend on us.
Earl of Cambridge. Never was monarch better fear'd and loved
Than is your majesty: there's not, I think, a subject
That sits in heart-grief and uneasiness
Under the sweet shade of your government.
Sir Thomas Grey. True: those that were your father's enemies
Have steep'd their galls in honey and do serve you
With hearts create of duty and of zeal.
Henry V. We therefore have great cause of thankfulness;
And shall forget the office of our hand,
Sooner than quittance of desert and merit
According to the weight and worthiness. Lord Scroop. So service shall with steeled sinews toil,
And labour shall refresh itself with hope,
To do your grace incessant services.
Henry V. We judge no less. Uncle of Exeter,
Enlarge the man committed yesterday,
That rail'd against our person: we consider
it was excess of wine that set him on;
And on his more advice we pardon him.
Lord Scroop. That's mercy, but too much security:
Let him be punish'd, sovereign, lest example
Breed, by his sufferance, more of such a kind.
Henry V. O, let us yet be merciful.
Earl of Cambridge. So may your highness, and yet punish too.
Sir Thomas Grey. Sir,
You show great mercy, if you give him life,
After the taste of much correction.
Henry V. Alas, your too much love and care of me
Are heavy orisons 'gainst this poor wretch!
If little faults, proceeding on distemper,
Shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stretch our eye
When capital crimes, chew'd, swallow'd and digested,
Appear before us? We'll yet enlarge that man,
Though Cambridge, Scroop and Grey, in their dear care
And tender preservation of our person,
Would have him punished. And now to our French causes:
Who are the late commissioners?
Earl of Cambridge. I one, my lord:
Your highness bade me ask for it to-day.
Lord Scroop. So did you me, my liege.
Sir Thomas Grey. And I, my royal sovereign. Henry V. Then, Richard Earl of Cambridge, there is yours;
There yours, Lord Scroop of Masham; and, sir knight,
Grey of Northumberland, this same is yours:
Read them; and know, I know your worthiness.
My Lord of Westmoreland, and uncle Exeter,
We will aboard to night. Why, how now, gentlemen!
What see you in those papers that you lose
So much complexion? Look ye, how they change!
Their cheeks are paper. Why, what read you there
That hath so cowarded and chased your blood
Out of appearance?
Earl of Cambridge. I do confess my fault;
And do submit me to your highness' mercy.
Sir Thomas Grey. [with Scroop] To which we all appeal.
Henry V. The mercy that was quick in us but late,
By your own counsel is suppress'd and kill'd:
You must not dare, for shame, to talk of mercy;
For your own reasons turn into your bosoms,
As dogs upon their masters, worrying you.
See you, my princes, and my noble peers,
These English monsters! My Lord of Cambridge here,
You know how apt our love was to accord
To furnish him with all appertinents
Belonging to his honour; and this man
Hath, for a few light crowns, lightly conspired,
And sworn unto the practises of France,
To kill us here in Hampton: to the which
This knight, no less for bounty bound to us
Than Cambridge is, hath likewise sworn. But, O,
What shall I say to thee, Lord Scroop? thou cruel,
Ingrateful, savage and inhuman creature!
Thou that didst bear the key of all my counsels,
That knew'st the very bottom of my soul,
That almost mightst have coin'd me into gold,
Wouldst thou have practised on me for thy use,
May it be possible, that foreign hire
Could out of thee extract one spark of evil
That might annoy my finger? 'tis so strange,
That, though the truth of it stands off as gross
As black and white, my eye will scarcely see it.
Treason and murder ever kept together,
As two yoke-devils sworn to either's purpose,
Working so grossly in a natural cause,
That admiration did not whoop at them:
But thou, 'gainst all proportion, didst bring in
Wonder to wait on treason and on murder:
And whatsoever cunning fiend it was
That wrought upon thee so preposterously
Hath got the voice in hell for excellence:
All other devils that suggest by treasons
Do botch and bungle up damnation
With patches, colours, and with forms being fetch'd
From glistering semblances of piety;
But he that temper'd thee bade thee stand up,
Gave thee no instance why thou shouldst do treason,
Unless to dub thee with the name of traitor.
If that same demon that hath gull'd thee thus
Should with his lion gait walk the whole world,
He might return to vasty Tartar back,
And tell the legions 'I can never win
A soul so easy as that Englishman's.'
O, how hast thou with 'jealousy infected
The sweetness of affiance! Show men dutiful?
Why, so didst thou: seem they grave and learned?
Why, so didst thou: come they of noble family?
Why, so didst thou: seem they religious?
Why, so didst thou: or are they spare in diet,
Free from gross passion or of mirth or anger,
Constant in spirit, not swerving with the blood,
Garnish'd and deck'd in modest complement,
Not working with the eye without the ear,
And but in purged judgment trusting neither?
Such and so finely bolted didst thou seem:
And thus thy fall hath left a kind of blot,
To mark the full-fraught man and best indued
With some suspicion. I will weep for thee;
For this revolt of thine, methinks, is like
Another fall of man. Their faults are open:
Arrest them to the answer of the law;
And God acquit them of their practises! Duke of Exeter. I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of
Richard Earl of Cambridge.
I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of
Henry Lord Scroop of Masham.
I arrest thee of high treason, by the name of
Thomas Grey, knight, of Northumberland.
Lord Scroop. Our purposes God justly hath discover'd;
And I repent my fault more than my death;
Which I beseech your highness to forgive,
Although my body pay the price of it. Earl of Cambridge. For me, the gold of France did not seduce;
Although I did admit it as a motive
The sooner to effect what I intended:
But God be thanked for prevention;
Which I in sufferance heartily will rejoice,
Beseeching God and you to pardon me.
Sir Thomas Grey. Never did faithful subject more rejoice
At the discovery of most dangerous treason
Than I do at this hour joy o'er myself.
Prevented from a damned enterprise:
My fault, but not my body, pardon, sovereign.
Henry V. God quit you in his mercy! Hear your sentence.
You have conspired against our royal person,
Join'd with an enemy proclaim'd and from his coffers
Received the golden earnest of our death;
Wherein you would have sold your king to slaughter,
His princes and his peers to servitude,
His subjects to oppression and contempt
And his whole kingdom into desolation.
Touching our person seek we no revenge;
But we our kingdom's safety must so tender,
Whose ruin you have sought, that to her laws
We do deliver you. Get you therefore hence,
Poor miserable wretches, to your death:
The taste whereof, God of his mercy give
You patience to endure, and true repentance
Of all your dear offences! Bear them hence.
[Exeunt CAMBRIDGE, SCROOP and GREY, guarded]
Now, lords, for France; the enterprise whereof
Shall be to you, as us, like glorious.
We doubt not of a fair and lucky war,
Since God so graciously hath brought to light
This dangerous treason lurking in our way
To hinder our beginnings. We doubt not now
But every rub is smoothed on our way.
Then forth, dear countrymen: let us deliver
Our puissance into the hand of God,
Putting it straight in expedition.
Cheerly to sea; the signs of war advance:
No king of England, if not king of France. [Exeunt]

From Henry V. The building where this all took place survived the blitz and is now a pub.


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Reply Fri 7 Sep, 2012 06:28 am
Great and quite different neighborhoods. I like hearing about the different places people live and the neighbors and dynamics.

Love the pictures - beautiful place.
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Reply Fri 7 Sep, 2012 06:32 am
I was hoping I could still find a picture of our home online as we so recently bought it and here it is:


It is kind of a twisty turny street street and our house is located right after one of the turns - huge back yard with lots of trees and a little brook behind the trees. You almost feel like you are in the woods when you sit out on the back deck. Houses are a good space a part where you are not on top of one another, but close enough for a neighborhood feel.

Houses are all different not one of those neighborhoods where all houses are the same. Not far from a pond where many go fishing and canoeing. The town has lots of these little brooks/rivers where you can canoe and kayak.

Reply Fri 7 Sep, 2012 10:55 am
Love that place! Wow. It looks like where some TV show family would live.

Here's some photos (not mine) from around my neighborhood:

My street (aka -- the linden alley)


The college:


The park/garden (connected to the golf course):


The golf course:


The creek/wildlife refuge:


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