Comments on CityKin: Popsicle Test and Halloween in OTR

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2011-11-02T12:17:45.747-04:00

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Yeah, I probably should have written "growing...

2011-11-02T12:16:51.681-04:00

Yeah, I probably should have written "growing up in an apartment building in New York City." Every building there is full of families and kids, that's not so true around here. The other thing about really big city life is that people stay in the same apartment for decades* so a building can become something of a neighgborhood. We knew which apartments had the best candy and who didn't want to be bothered.

Blue Ash Mom

* My aunt's mother, for example, lived in the same apartment for 46 years. How many people do you know who live in a house they own for that long?

Yeah, I probably should have written "growing...

2011-11-02T12:16:49.595-04:00

Yeah, I probably should have written "growing...

2011-11-02T12:16:14.865-04:00

Trick or treat in an apartment building is a coope...

2011-11-01T09:20:23.715-04:00

Trick or treat in an apartment building is a cooperative affair - there have to be enough children participating to make it worthwhile for the residents to be giving things out... apartment buildings that are low on kids are going to be less T or T friendly. We've lived in both types of communities. It is what it is.

Halloween deserts There was an apartment building ...

2011-10-31T13:12:31.242-04:00

Halloween deserts
There was an apartment building at the end of my street. My older sisters remember going through the place but I guess some residents complained. What I remember was the residents setting up tables full of goodies in the courtyard out front.
My street is like the one the blogger you mentioned described but less than half the residents participate so kids don't bother. They also balk at walking up 8(OMG) steps.

Halloween in The Bronx when I was growing up consi...

2011-10-31T10:54:41.048-04:00

Halloween in The Bronx when I was growing up consisted of taking the elevator to the top/13th floor*, canvassing all the apartments there, taking the fire stairs down to the 12th floor to visit the apartments there, and so on, until we reached the first floor. Then it was back in the elevator and up to our floor and apartment.

We didn't need our parents to escort us, or flashlights or reflective tape -- we had no streets to cross. Likewise, rainy or cold weather was never an issue.

We went trick-or-treating as soon as we got home from school since it wasn't ever going to get dark in the halls. The candy was put aside for after dinner and homework.

Never understood why people think growing up in an apartment building is a deprivation.

Blue Ash Mom

*Taking the elevator all the way UP, instead of all the way down as we always did otherwise, added a little bit of feeling like a taboo was being broken.