In which a suburban native son, a citizen born of East Summit's Deantown, now an older suburban father, now a daily traveler on the old Morris & Essex, returns to the western reaches of Union County and offers discursive ramblings after a 30-year sojourn away in Gotham, Europe and Asia.
Monday, March 5, 2012
Missing Monday Morning
What's missing, apart from the commerce, the hustle of above-ground, out-in-the-open, licit business? Look at the rows of houses, the dwindling stock of brick apartment buildings, the scarce tenements. Behind all of them, no clotheslines, no Monday morning wash hanging and swinging in the bracing, birdsong-choked air of early March.
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