I’ve got this on-going thread in the book I’ve just finished up about singing, where I describe walking back and forth on 11th Street, going to and from choir practice. I write about the different seasons, what I see, who lived on 11th Street, the one cemetery I pass by. I’m so lucky to have a particularly beautiful route to choir.
Yesterday, I took a picture of this tree on the corner of 11th and 5th Avenue. Beautiful, isn’t it? 11th Street is amazingly thick with trees and greenery.
I’ve been fact-checking for weeks, and I’m down to the last chapters, which I’m going to try to finish today. These two chapters focus on the composers Morten Lauridsen and Eric Whitacre, and, because it’s me, life and death.
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I also love 11th St. & want to recommend to you a book called A House in Time by Susan Nichols Pulsifer. It’s out of print but you should be able to find a not too expensive copy online or maybe a library copy. It’s an exquisite memoir of the author’s childhood growing up on W. 11th St. during the late 1800s. Trivia: I read somewhere that she was the great-aunt of author John Nichols. The house she grew up in still has an old exterior, but I’ve read that it was gutted within to make a modern interior.
I just placed a hold on it at the library!! Thanks for letting me know it exists, I can’t wait to read it!!
I confess–I believe I have an extra copy if for some reason the library doesn’t come, through for you, let me know.
That’s so nice of you! They do have copies though, so it shouldn’t be a problem.