I was reading this memory of the Bronx by David Gonzalez, a New York Times photographer who grew up there and now is going back over his memories and his photos and I was struck by this image of a man on the street and the words about Cafe Bustelo steaming up in cold winter days in apartments in the Bronx.
What better way to describe streets that we have known for ever and will know in many tomorrows to come than to talk about the streets we have lived on.
If only we could begin with small stories, small segments, we would have a very rich collection to look over.
Steve
Here is the New York Times story:
