Tag Archives: Urban Living

Now that’s more like it!

Hey avid, and not so avid, readers, sorry I’m running a little late today. Normally I try to do this in the morning but I got busy with a little project of mine. Yesterday I cleaned up the outside of my living space and got ready to do some planting. Today I did some planting. I made my way down to City Roots and, with the help of the owner, picked out some good things for my little stretch of dirt. As proof of my hard-work (I don’t want you to think I’m lying to you) I present exhibit “A”:

I’m sorry, I’m just a little proud of that at the moment. I don’t like making this a excessively personal blog, but I’d never planted a rose bush before, so deal with it for today.

Anyways, I thought I would tell you a little bit about my weekend. Again, generally I’d rather this not be a blog simply about me, but I thought this weekend stood as a nice capstone to what many of my posts have been about lately, namely, living downtown and Cincinnati in general. This was the first weekend since I’ve been back where I was downtown the entire weekend, and I wasn’t even trying to make some point. No, I was purely kept busy downtown all weekend. This was something that was always possible, I won’t disagree with you there. Many times though, when I would end up doing that, most of my friends from other neighborhoods would not be there to share it with me. Thankfully, and wonderfully, that was not the case this weekend. So join me in this brief post-facto diary. Continue reading

The issue of gentrification…

gentrify!

This is an issue that seems to weigh heavily on the minds of urban living Cincinnatians right now. Before I get started on my discussion, I’d like to direct you to the blog that got me thinking about all of this. Over at UrbanCincy there was a post concerning this issue a few days ago, and also a really nice discussion about it in the comments. In the spirit of blog camaraderie I’d like to commend UrbanCincy for backing up and looking at the big picture.

Now it’s my turn. Let’s start from my own personal square-one on this issue. Before I first came to Cincinnati I spent the first 18 years of my life in Washington DC. After the 1968 riots, many of the building in DC were left as burnt out husks of its former city-dom. While many people tried to pioneer back into the city, many also failed. The dilapidated image and preconceived notion of danger kept many people away from a lot of areas. DC was hurting, and with no money coming in, a lot of the areas just kept sliding down the proverbial slope into looking worse and feeling more and more unsafe. Continue reading