Block party!

Albeit unplanned. No matter—invitations not required.

Avenue O and 48th—dangerous!

Avenue O and 48th—dangerous!

Apparently all you need for a spontaneous block party around here is a loud car crash—or, to borrow from the old Batman comics, “KAPOW! CRRAACK! CLUNK!”

And if it occurs on a fairly regular basis, right in front of your very own home, you might be wise to (a) invest in a popcorn popper and (b) start filing quarterly income tax returns because (c) there just might be a viable cottage industry here. Read the rest of this entry »

Remember who…

Baby Lindy

Baby Lindy

Walking a prancing Tip late this afternoon, when it wasn’t quite so suffocatingly hot, into the nearby, shaded, historic neighborhood of Cedar Lawn (est. 1924), I chanced upon a great bumper sticker on the back of a car parked on the street:

“Remember Who You Wanted To Be”

Ah, yes, I remember, and had to smile…

I remember a young, bright, blue-eyed, curly-headed idealist and dreamer, childhood cartoonist, young musician, later would-be psychologist, philosopher, physicist, mathematician, and always, ever, ponderer of the big ideas. A genuine appreciator not only of the hardest of hard science but equally of the finest of fine arts, of symphony, ballet, literature, poetry, and all those uncategorized nuances of life that qualify, finally, as art. A cultural and geographic adventurer and an ardent, unrelenting challenger of the status quo.

That was who I wanted to be and that was who I was.

And maybe that was all of us, the last trickle of the Baby Boomer generation. Read the rest of this entry »

Galveston Art Deco

Rare and priceless as a pirate’s bullion, washed up on a modern shore—in my book, maybe more. And not just in Galveston.

A rare instance of residential Art Deco

A rare instance of residential Art Deco

And so it was, about a month ago, that Tip and I were on a walk and, on an impulse (mine), decided to take a leisurely side trip through a unique little neighborhood, just a smidgen northeast of us, known as Cedar Lawn.

Originally established in 1925, Cedar Lawn is a tiny enclave of roughly nine square blocks, distinctively shaped by an odd internal circular drive that is at once both its single entrance and exit. Cedar Lawn is one of the earliest examples of a “modern” planned neighborhood and now, having been fenced off at some later date by stately wrought iron, has become something of a gated community, deep in the heart of Galveston but somehow separate from it. Read the rest of this entry »