I just got back from a quick trip to The Bronx to visit my grandparents and a short stop in New Jersey where I got to see my cousin Charlie and meet my new cousins Will and Elyse. As mentioned in a previous post, my father is from The Bronx and his parents still live there. Ever since I was a child when my family and I would visit my paternal grandparents, I would especially love the drive into The Bronx that commences when crossing the George Washington Bridge then continuing onto the Cross Bronx Expressway and finally onto my grandparents’ street. When I was younger, we would see the abondoned cars that would almost immediately be stripped to their bare bones and the empty, dilapidated buildings. Things are nicer now, but there is still a definite feel of New York being an ancient yet modern city with parts in ruins.
In the first video, you can see the Cross Bronx Expressway, and in the second one, my grandparents’ neighborhood which is also where my father grew up. Please excuse the fact that the image is a bit bumpy, that’s just New York City’s smooth ride.
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