I remember that neighborhood from 20 years ago. They had a barber shop there with a sign. "You come in nappy and you go out happy". Then there was a candle tribute to a guy named Shorty, who got shot on one corner and written on the door molding of a house, right in front of Shorty's tribute, it said "Tekesha, I love you my niggah, And I'll be there for the baby". But a half a block down the road, they had the best Jamaican beef patties in Brooklyn. Yup, I remember it like it was yesterday. In the end, this house will become a drug spot or maybe a stash house for illegal smuggling, or an illegal apartment for a couple hundred indentured workers, most likely illegal aliens.
There are no safe neighborhoods in NYC.
We lived in Bensonhurst which was a safer, lovely neighborhood...we played ball in the street, sat on the stoop with friends, walked home from school, Nonno (granddad)had a small garden in the backyard with a fig tree, would just walk around the block on Halloween and filled two shopping bags of candy! It was a great place to live! It was my Italian grandparents row house that we lived at, while my father was stationed in VietNam, and then again a few years later when my dad retired from the air force before he got a new civil service job in south Jersey.
A million for that
Oh that's a bed stuy...
I loved Bensonhurst. You're lucky to have lived there. Bay Ridge and Sheapshead Bay were great too and Ocean Pkwy and Ocean Av. were nice. But when you get out by East NY, Jamaica, Brownsville and Bed Stuy, things got pretty ugly. But, like Roshawn said, some of those ghettos in Brooklyn that were a stop or two from Manhattan, got revitalized by the yuppies. Still and all, I wouldn't live in NYC again.
I went to high school freshman and part of sophomore year at New Utrecht, (high school featured in Welcome Back Cotter)then we moved when dad got a civil service job for the FAA in south New Jersey shore area.... My grandfather bought old row houses and refurbished them....one at a time, we lived in them while he worked on them, turning them in to two apartments each, then he sold it, and bought another one....rinse and repeat.... Some of those homes are worth well over a million in today's market, but back then he bought them for well below $100k....
The same holds true in California. A million dollar home is nothing but a fixer upper.
