From the it’s-a-small-world department: a woman doing a search yesterday stumbled on this blog, and was very likely curious about it because of its name. She lives on Ford Street too! And not Ford Street in Lexington, KY or Austin, TX or wherever.
She lives here in Sheepshead Bay. Two blocks from me. And, she has a blog!
Unreal. There are, shall we say, not many people in this particular neck of the woods interesting in blogging. I would stake the car payment on the fact that, of my excellent neighbors here on Ford Street, not many know what a blog is. And two blocks away, a woman connects in the ether.
This is pretty much why God created the internet. That, and distance learning, joke emails, a fascination with the sacred and the mundane (mostly the mundane) and, of course, amazon.com, the greatest threat to my personal finances since the invention of the debit card.
AMEN
Posted by: scribbler | 22 August 2006 at 09:18 AM
Wow, you rock ... we gotta barbecue or something one of these days. Or maybe hit Wheelers.
Okay, so how about a little Ford Street humour?
How many times have you called a cab to either pick you up at or take you to Ford Street and you have to repeat a gazillion times to the dispatcher: "FORD, like the CAR," or "FORD STREET, like the PRESIDENT ... not FOURTH, you dummy."
Or maybe you drive and don't take cabs, like me ... the biggest threat to my personal finances.
Posted by: erica | 22 August 2006 at 09:55 AM
wow- I found this blog by accident too! I lived on Ave V between Brown and Haring Streets from 1962-69...Ford is where my friend Beatrice lived, we were in the same kindergarten and first grade class at PS 194! What memories...2967 Ave V! Across the street from the park where Jerry Durken fell from the monkeybars and bit his tongue tip off! Is the Versailles coffee shop still on the corner of V and Nostrand? Brennan and Carr at Nostrand and Ave U? Man, it's been a long time!
Posted by: jacqui | 22 August 2006 at 11:55 PM
Jacqui -- I grew up in Gerritsen Beach and went to P.S. 277! The coffee shop is gone but Brennan and Carr is still there and still makes the best roast beef sandwich in the world.
I hope Jerry Durken recovered nicely.
Posted by: Liz | 23 August 2006 at 02:41 PM
Wow, Brown Street, eh?
Back in the '70s, when I was all of diaper-wearing age, I used to live at 2632 Brown Street between Z & Voorhies.
What I wouldn't give to step inside my first home.
Brennan & Carr's roastbeef kicks the roastbeef of John's Deli on Stillwell & S's butt any day. (that sentence was ~so~ hard to write) ...
I fell off monkey bars when I was a kid too. I don't think I've quite recovered.
Posted by: erica | 23 August 2006 at 10:37 PM