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...
I'm almost finished with Bed-Stuy as I make my way to Broadway Junction. I'm saying Eastern Parkway for warmer weather and more daylight (after work) because I'd like to see if I can walk it in one shot. The last four roads that I had to zig-zag were MacDougal, Hull, Somers, and Truxton. They's at such an acute angle that I walked quite a bit down Fulton street to get from one road to the next. All together, it was only about 15 blocks, not counting Fulton, DeSales, and Sackman Street. The map shows a side street between DeSales and Eastern Parkway, but it's a road through a parking lot and not a proper street. There are sidewalks are each end and no street name. First off, walking to the Dead End with Holy Cross Cemetery beyond it covered in snow. Then about face for the two blocks to Broadway. I don't know why I looked up at Broadway but I noticed an overhead track coming to an end which s...
Another venture into Bushwick and this time venturing into Brownsville as I try to close out my map. The funny thing is that I want to walk in Brooklyn, but I've been pushing into Queens a little because I'm not exactly sure where the boundaries are. This trip was all Brooklyn. The first leg of the journey was up Moffat St and then down Cooper Ave. Once I got onto Rockaway Ave, I found another free little library. Nothing of interest in it, and I didn't have any books to leave behind. I pretty much kept to myself for the length of the walk. There weren't a lot of people around, and of those I passed, no one looked at me funny, but being on a major road, unlike previous walks, made me feel a little exposed. I tried to keep a decent pace. ...
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