Ashamed that I lived in Brooklyn, loved reading and had never read Betty Smith's classic "A Tree Grows in Brooklyn", I tucked my tail between my legs and bought a copy at my favorite out of town bookstore a few months back.
Turns out, Betty Smith grew up only a few blocks away from my apartment and used the streets of her childhood as the setting of her beloved book. The first chapter was filled with the likes of Grand, Graham, Manhattan, Devoe, Metropolitan, Ainslie not to mention the park by my house, the local school, our library, the old Greenpoint hospital.
What a treat to be able to look into my neighborhood 100 years ago with the eyes of a 11 year old girl.
"Serene was a word you could put to Brooklyn, New York. Especially is the summer of 1912. Somber, as a word, was better. But it did not apply to to Williamsburg, Brooklyn. Prairie was lovely and Shenandoah had a beautiful sound, but you couldn't fit those words into Brooklyn. Serene was the only word for it; especially on a Saturday afternoon in summer."
Not true anymore, but that's why it's so dreamy.
Turns out, Betty Smith grew up only a few blocks away from my apartment and used the streets of her childhood as the setting of her beloved book. The first chapter was filled with the likes of Grand, Graham, Manhattan, Devoe, Metropolitan, Ainslie not to mention the park by my house, the local school, our library, the old Greenpoint hospital. 
What a treat to be able to look into my neighborhood 100 years ago with the eyes of a 11 year old girl.
"Serene was a word you could put to Brooklyn, New York. Especially is the summer of 1912. Somber, as a word, was better. But it did not apply to to Williamsburg, Brooklyn. Prairie was lovely and Shenandoah had a beautiful sound, but you couldn't fit those words into Brooklyn. Serene was the only word for it; especially on a Saturday afternoon in summer."
Not true anymore, but that's why it's so dreamy.
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