Adams Street Playground – November 2006. This plaque wasn’t there when I lived on this block. One of my first memories is getting my butt torn up over leaving the front yard at 48 Adams and going down the block to play in the park with the bigger kids. Happened in ’73 or ’74 (I was three or four years old).
This plaque wasn’t there when I lived on this block. One of my first memories is getting my butt torn up over leaving the front yard at 48 Adams and going down the block to play in the park with the bigger kids. Happened in ’73 or ’74 (I was three or four years old).
Notes from a Boy @ The Window 
