This is a popular spot for wedding pics. It was such a beautiful day for a change that I couldn’t resist snapping a few as I walked by this Friday.
Brings back memories, actually. No, not of a wedding, but of being nineteen and “running away” from boring suburbia to this neighborhood. The area was predominantly African American then, though it is “mixed” now. I used to hang out with my boyfriend on the outdoor stairwell of our apartment smoking clove cigarettes and watching the flashing marquee of the Grand Lake Theater.
