Walkin' In Brooklyn

Marcus Garvey Blvd is a walk that has been a long time coming. It should've happened much sooner, and if there was a reason why I put off walking here, I might go back to the time that I walked Throop Ave, which was probably a couple years ago, which was the only time I was stopped by someone asking for money. I did offer her a couple dollars for Pampers. While I did this, she tried to nonchalantly grab more out of my hand. She relented when I told her that I needed the rest to get home. Walking with a wheeled backpack and looking like a professional of some kind, she might've thought I needed more than enough for a subway ride. If any case, after walking Nostrand, Marcy, Tompkins and Throop, I stopped walking south from Flushing to Fulton. However, in the past few months, I've walked eastward along most of the streets in Bed-Stuy that run parallel to Flushing and run into Fulton without any incident, and in fact, I greeted or smiled at a lot of people. (I even walked ...

Another day, another trip to Bushwick and another venture into Bed-Stuy and Crown Heights to get to Eastern Parkway. If the map is to be believed, I walked through Weeksville. Weeksville is an old name for a neighborhood settled in the early 19th century, named for James Weeks, an African-American stevedore from Virginia. Old names pop up from time to time as neighborhoods change and people want to differentiate from the recent past by reaching back into history. (I have no problem with this -- but it would explain why many lifelong Brooklynites have no idea where Weeksville is.) There were a lot of pictures on this one if only because of the number of streets I hit. Between the edge of the cemetery and Broadway there are a bunch of small streets, and I took a few of those at once. There was some iconograp...