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May 17, 2005

I Love Mt. Hope . . .


I love Mount Hope because...

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From Mt. Hope Easter Egg Hunt -- JMT

While informative and absolutely essential, I often find it so depressing to read about the constant criminal activity in my neighborhood that I thought it might be nice to share what we like about Mount Hope.

I am originally from RI, but haven't lived here for over 20 years. I just recently moved to Mount Hope and it is my first time living in a city. I'm discovering more and more everyday that I love living in this neighborhood.

1. I have some wonderful neighbors! I didn't expect a city block to be such a welcoming place and I have been lucky to be surrounded by a great bunch of people.

2. I love the diversity in the neighborhood. Often when I am riding my bike with my daughter or gardening outside I meet new people that have the most amazing stories about this neighborhood or their lives. I am rewarded just by listening.

3. I love the proximity to Hope Street. I can walk, run, rollerblade, or drive to an amazing array of great places: the library, cafes, restaurants, and funky shops. It's also a quick bike ride to Thayer Street and Whole Foods...saves you trying to wrestle a parking spot!

4. I have an ice cream truck on my street every day! It's the simple joys in life...

Many of you have lived here far longer than I have; I would love to hear what you have to add.

Jen


Posted at May 17, 2005 10:26 PM

Comments

I love the rich cultural heritage of Mt. Hope, but bestest, I love my home in Mt. Hope, my house & yard, the Plum tree I planted years ago, that each year grows bigger and gives more fruit, each and every Forsythia and Burning Bush I’ve planted, each tulip, and every tree and plant that I nurture through the warm months and hope survives these harsh New England winters. I love my little garden with its greens, its herbs, and it’s late ripening tomatoes.

I love my l’il coot, Ulysses, the orange tabby tiger, born to a musty, wayfaring feline who took off for parts unknown with some tough Tom, and abandoned me with four little kittens in a woodpile in the corner of my backyard. Typical. His three siblings went to good homes, but Uly became an important member of our household. Now I love to see my 1 year old, 4 lb. coot cuddled up on the couch with his best buddy, my 11 year old, 90 lb. hound, Sterling. That’s a sight to see.

I love Mt. Hope because it is full of life, and I love life. Mt. Hope is a nice slice of city life: sure it’s got some rough edges, and a few warts still visible, but nothing that time and other thieves won’t wear away.

Posted by: John at May 18, 2005 01:34 PM

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