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Newark USA

A fotojournal about LIVING in Newark USA, New Jersey's largest and most cultured city, by the author of the foto-essay website RESURGENCE CITY: Newark USA.

Monday, May 26, 2008

Ballantine Gate

Yesterday I mentioned that Robert F. Ballantine helped create the Goodwill Home and Rescue Mission. Many Americans will recognize the name Ballantine. Newarkers in particular are likely to know that Ballantine Ale was created here, and that Ballantine House, part of the Newark Museum, was originally the brewing family's mansion.
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Robert F. Ballantine headed the brewing company around the time the Goodwill Mission was founded (1896), and was involved in a number of other worthy causes. An article in The New York Times from
December 11, 1905 reported his death from injuries sustained when he was thrown from a horse a month earlier. That story contains this bare, stark sentence: "He was the uncle of Robert D. Ballantine, who killed himself on Saturday." No further info was provided.
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Robert F.'s name attaches to the ceremonial entrance to Branch Brook Park comprising two squat guardhouse-like structures at Ballantine Parkway.

This next foto shows that the Gateway was presented to the County in 1899 (albeit in Roman numberalls).

That Gateway is where a walking tour of the Forest Hill Historic District is to assemble this coming Saturday, May 31st, at 1:00pm ("rain or shine"), as part of Historic Preservation Month. To quote a flyer published by the Forest Hill Community Association:
This guided tour will be conducted by Newark historian Elizabeth Del Tufo. Tickets ($20) can be purchased on the day of the event in front of The Ballantine Gates on the corner of Lake St. and Ballantine Parkway.

The co-authors of "Images of America Branch Brook Park," Kathleen P. Galop & Catharine Longendyck, will also be on hand to discuss their collaboration and have a book signing.

This plaque is one of two placed by the Newark Preservation and Landmarks Committee on the Gateway structures.

In addition, The Greater Newark Conservancy is having a plant sale from 1-4pm at the Ridge St. entrance to 214 Ballantine Parkway, home of Dr. & Mrs. Robert Altenkirch.
This next foto shows the other plaque on the Ballantine Gate.

I am planning to attend this walking tour, which will be the second tour guided by Liz Del Tufo that I will have attended this month, the other being a Landmarks Committee bus tour on Mother's Day. Before that, I ran into her and a couple of younger people walking a dog in Branch Brook Park (at the left in the foto below) April 30th. I had met her thru Julius Spohn of the Old Newark Group at the Library reception last October 2nd for the book mentioned above, so introduced myself and told her that. She said, "Of course", which is what well-bred ladies say when they have no idea who you are, and we spoke about the fountain (in the background, below) the restored Octagon (pix to come some other time), and other things I hope we will eventually restore, like the boathouse and bandstand. What has been done in the past year or two is very impressive. But there is more to do.

Sunday, May 25, 2008

Goodwill Rescue Mission

This "Church Sunday" at Newark USA I show pix of the exterior of Goodwill Rescue Mission, Inc. (79 University Avenue, Newark, NJ 07102; (973) 621-9560; www.grmnewark.org). I first became aware of it when I was walking around Downtown taking pix on Earth Day (April 22nd) after the second annual "Beautiful Newark" event. Near where I parked I saw this intriguing title on a tidy brick building.

As I walked farther east, I saw that, after a short break for a parking lot, there was a second low building occupied by the same entity.

And then I looked up and saw at the eastern edge of the first building, up high, this neon sign.

Over on an adjoining wall was this sign, with a Brick City version of "bric-a-brac" or "bric-à-brac". I'm a spelling reformer, so can sympathize with an urge to spell this odd foreign phrase more sensibly, but how about some consistency in the treatment of the two main elements?

This sign lower on the first building shows the Mission's logo and one of its mottos.

This Goodwill entity is apparently not connected to the Goodwill everyone has heard of, Goodwill Industries International, since a search for a Newark location at Goodwill Industries' website produced nothing in Newark, and the very competent website I found for the Newark Goodwill Mission seems to make no reference to Goodwill Industries.
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The "
History" page at the Mission's website says:
Founded in 1896 with the help of Robert F. Ballantine, Goodwill Rescue Mission began its operation as Industrial Home For Men, a reflection of the founder’s conviction that a positive work experience is a key to successfully restructuring lives. GRM’s founding board of directors included both local pastors and concerned laypeople.
As for its current activities, the website includes a link to the following 4-minute YouTube video.

There are also four other videos about GRM on YouTube for people who would like to know more.

Saturday, May 24, 2008

Uh-Oh ... Better (Not) Maaco!; Leno Crack

I was driving home late one afternoon a month ago, when I noticed for the first time a name I haven't seen in a very long time. I thought the company had gone out of existence.

This shop (380-382 Central Avenue, Newark 07103; (973) 242-7912) is a tad east of 1st Street. The next closest Earl Scheib to me is in Brooklyn! Maaco has no Newark location, but a couple in the 'burbs.
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I have a few little dents in my car, but am disinclined to fix them lest the car be too attractive to thieves. Altho auto theft is much less common in Newark now than it used to be, Jay Leno recently observed in his monolog that given the appallingly high cost of gasoline, thieves are now targeting even old Geo Metros. My car is a Geo Storm, a larger and less fuel-efficient car (built by Suzuki in Japan but marketed by GM's Chevrolet division), but I'm taking no chances.
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Speaking of Jay Leno, NBC's "nasty crack" (picture a plumber from behind) offered up another "joke" at Newark's expense last nite, in approximately this form:

The FAA said today that planes have been taking off from Newark Liberty Airport in the wrong direction. Passengers said they didn't care, as long as they could get out of Newark. "Just get us the hell out of Newark."
My, but isn't that amusing. Oh. No. It's actually not at all amusing.

Friday, May 23, 2008

Email from Holland, Book about Weequahic

I mentioned Tuesday that the main restaurant for Soul Delicious is on Bergen Street near Mapes Avenue in the Weequahic section, southern Newark. That reminded me that I received an email last Saturday from "the old country" (of the Schoonmaker side of my family), and that I also received a review copy of a new book about the Jews of Weequahic.



I don't have any pix specific to the topics covered in the main text, so offer instead pix of spring flowers in my yard. I showed here April 5th pix of crocuses and some daffodils and hyacinths. Here are some more pix of the daffodils and hyacinths at their height. The greens around the near end of the bulb plants are dandelions, which also have flowers, so I let them grow freely.

One reason I bought a one-family separate house rather a townhouse or apartment is to have room for flowering plants. I have gradually shifted from annuals to perennials — plant once, enjoy for years after. The spring-flowering bulbs I planted bloom after the crocuses that the prior owners of my house planted. First come daffodils and hyacinths. Then, when they have peaked and started to lose their petals, the tulips come out. After the tulips, little star-shaped flowers the prior owners presumably also planted come out. Then the lilies I planted, and on and on thru the entire growing season. There is almost always something flowering somewhere in my yard, an enormous and wonderful change from Manhattan apartment life.



Here's the email from the Netherlands.


Hello,

This evening I was surfing on internet and I found your site with a fotojournal about living in Newark, USA.

Having a quick look on that site I at once saw a photo of a streetsign with the name Mapes Avenue. I am very interested to get a digital copy of that photo in a good resolution. Is that possible?

The flowerheads on most of my hyacinths are so heavy
that the spindly stems can't hold them up.


I am living in the Netherlands (Europe), the country where the famous classical book Hans Brinker or The Silver Skates is situated. As you know that famous book is written by Mary Mapes Dodge, once an inhabitant of Newark.

I saw on the Internet somewhere that it was a good idea to place spring-flowering bulbs scattered, near the base of trees, so tried it. Some did OK, because the trees don't have leaves at the same time as the bulbs send up leaves, but I should have been more careful about how soon in the day and for how long the tree trunks cast shadows, because some of the flowers that had less lite are producing only skimpy flowers a couple of years on.

During a number of years I am collecting each edition which I can find from this famous book, which is worldwide known and very popular all over the world, but in fact it is not very popular in the country where the famous story is situated....... In the meantime I gathered some 720 different editions from everywhere in some 28 different languages, which means in Chinese, in Russian, in Japanese, in the Hebrew language, in .... etc. etc.

In this wide view of my front yard from about April 11th, the daffodils, narcissuses, and hyacinths are near prime. Only the leaves of the tulips are up, at the front, at this point. The clumps of green in the middle ground, surrounded by the brown of dead leaves from last autumn that I leave to enrich the soil, look a lot like crocus foliage (grasslike leaves with a lite stripe down the middle). Unlike crocuses, however, which issue cup-shaped flowers just after winter's snows (and sometimes even poke up thru the snow), these plants produce little white flowers after even the tulips have died back. I did not plant them, so don't know what they are. Anyone?

I also collected all kind of details about the author, about her life and career, about her most famous book, about her sources, about the reasons of the popularity all over the world and the non-popularity here in Holland (the Netherlands), and all kind of other themes.

In this foto from two weeks later, the tulips have come into their own and the older flowers have dropped their petals and faded out of prominence. This year, the tulip display was very good, and some of the tulips (mainly the white ones, curiously) seem to have lasted a lot longer than usual.

Slowly I started to give Powerpoint-lectures about these themes for interested people in historical circles, for members of speedskating-clubs, and all kind of other interested people. And then of course it is very nice to dispose about all kind of photos and other types of illustrations which can be used in such Powerpoint-lectures.

Spring bulbs came up even in my extremely narrow northern side yard. I did not plant these, nor did I see them in prior years. It seems that each year, more things bloom.

As we have a son living in the USA we were three times in your country but as he removed from Illinois till California we never had the opportunity to visit your surroundings. But maybe once......

This closeup on the left narcissus shows shoots of something else popping out. I think they are hostas, which I also did not plant, but which throw up a slender, multi-flower spike of purple flowers in the summer.
After this explanation I kindly ask you if I can get a photo of that streetsign of the Mapes Av which you have on your website, for of course I often tell about the father of May Mapes Dodge and his ideas about agriculture in his days. I sure hope that I can get that photo from you.

This closer view, taken very late in the day, of an area on the right of my front yard, shows the only(?) three solid-yellow daffodils that came in the daffodil bulb mix that I bought at the Home Depot. They came up later than the white ones, which are also daffodils, but white with yellow trumpet is more generally called "narcissus". To complicate things even more, "narcissus" is the technical name for all daffodils! I hope to see more completely yellow daffodils in coming years. You can also see the one white hyacinth in my entire yard (for now; I hope the bulb will divide and give me more in future years). The others are blue and pink, so I have a sort of faded patriotic theme going: pink, white, and blue.
Now I don't want to ask too much for this time, but still two other photo-themes could be very interesting for me. I wrote already three or four times mails till a historical Newark-group and to a school, as I ever read that there was a plaque about Mary Mapes Dodge in the Maple Avenie School in Newark (I could find the text of the plaque on internet). But I am very interested to know if that plaque is still there and of course if this is the case I should be very interested to receive a photo of that plaque. But unlucky enough I never got a reply or answer from that school. Do you know further details about it?

Last summer, I inadvertently dug up a few bulbs when planting other things after the spring-flowering bulbs' leaves had died back. Rather than replant the disturbed bulbs in the same spot, where I had lots of bulbs, I moved them to other areas of the yard where there were none. The two yellow tulips here were among 4 bulbs I planted in that area. Three produced flowers this first year. The one on the far left had already dropped most of its petals by the time I took this picture. I thought I had an earlier view showing the two on the right and one on the left, with only the one between having produced only leaves, but I guess I didn't take a picture after all, because I don't find one on either the camera or my computer. Thinking of taking a picture is not the same as taking one.

And of course I would be very interested to have a photo of the buryplace of Mary Mapes Dodge in Hillside, NJ, but I don't know on what way and where I can ask for.

The azaleas didn't do particularly well this year, and I'm not sure why. I have about five in my main side yard (to the south of my house) and four in front. Maybe I have to cut back some tall wildflowers to increase the lite the azaleas get during the rest of the growing season. The azaleas generally grown in this country are evergreen, so even after tender plants die back in late autumn, they can photosynthesize food whenever the temperature rises above about 45 degrees F.
Thanks in advance for your interest in my mail,

HB
Drachten (the Netherlands)

This azalea, the frontmost of those in my side yard, looks to be two bushes but is actually one. I don't know why there's a gap.

I asked Jeffrey Bennett, webmaster of the Newarkology website, if he knew about the plaque and gravesite. He knew nothing about a plaque but figured the Hillside cemetery mentioned must be Evergreen Cemetery, which he knew to be very well maintained, and thought must have a desk where someone could tell me the location of Ms. Dodge's grave, and added that Stephen Crane's grave is there too. He suggested that if I do head down that way, I might want to check out B'nai Jeshurun's cemetery adjoining.

In this foto, a wisteria vine throws up a flower cluster only inches from the ground. By contrast, the main vine near this offshoot has climbed up the supports to my porch and above its roof, and vines in other parts of my yard and intruding into the next climb high into trees.

So I replied to HB:
I checked my records, and am afraid that I don't have a close view of the Mapes Avenue street sign in high resolution. I was on a [Newarkology] walking tour, and didn't have time to cross the street to get a closeup. I attach the original foto, [at higher resolution] .... I don't know when I will get to that area again, but will keep your info on file so that if I do get to the Maple Avenue school or find Ms. Dodge's grave I can send you better pix. ... I did not anticipate that anyone would want a closeup of the street sign.

You just never can know what people will find interesting. Or boring.

Here's the entire tulip bed from the side. The camera is tilted slitely to get close enuf to keep the flowers dense in view, because they dip toward the front. When I put them in, I dug a trench about 16 inches front to back by 18 feet wide by about 8 inches deep, put leaves and other organic material at the bottom, placed the bulbs, and then covered them all over in one operation, rather than arduously digging individual holes for over 100 bulbs.

I did a little online research and found that:

Evergreen Cemetery [was founded] on March 23, 1853. The cemetery located in North Broad Street covers 112 acres of ground on the Hillside, Newark and Elizabeth border. The most famous graves in the cemetery are those of Mary Mapes Dodge and Stephen Crane, authors.

Some of the buds were fat, almost round. Turns out they were for 'double' tulips, which look like roses. Many more of these came up this year than in prior years.

That same source says that Hillside was originally part of Essex County. It could be again, if Newark decides it doesn't want to be hemmed in so closely by suburbs. The State is keen on saving money on municipal services, so should smile upon urban consolidations.

I didn't know the colors of the flowers when I planted the bulbs, because a friend had rescued them from discard by a church in the Gramercy Park area of Manhattan. In fact, some of them turned out not to be tulips at all but other things, like daffodils and paperwhites. The mix of colors, shapes, and types of flower is entirely accidental. But that makes it naturalistic, not regimented.

In checking for an email address for Evergreen Cemetery, I found in Wikipedia that Edward Stratemeyer is also buried there.

Some of the stems grew very long. Here, the fuzzball seedhead of a dandelion sneaks into the picture. I have some dandelions an inch and a half tall and others almost two feet tall. Dandelions are edible, raw and cooked. I haven't tried them yet, tho. Maybe this year, mixed in with the veggies I planted early this month.

Edward Stratemeyer (October 4, 1862–May 10, 1930). Born in Elizabeth, New Jersey, he was an American publisher and writer of books for children. He wrote 150 books himself, and created the most famous of the series books for juveniles, including the Rover Boys (1899 and after), Bobbsey Twins (1904), Tom Swift (1910), Hardy Boys (1927), and Nancy Drew (1930) series, among others.

Wow. I never read Hans Brinker, but of course knew the legend (entirely fictitious) of the little Dutch boy pushing his thumb in to block a leak in a dike until the townspeople could plug it, to prevent a rush of water from destroying the dike and flooding the countryside. The Dutch reject this American invention, tho the vehemence of the rejection has lessened over time, and there are even now two statues to the Little Dutch Boy, one at Madurodam, a fabulous complex of miniature buildings that is the thing I liked most of my one brief visit to the Netherlands. I pretty much hated Amsterdam, and the flat, flat, flat! countryside, but loved Madurodam.

In this portion of the left side of the yard, you can see some paperwhites mixed in with the tulips. Paperwhites, and other daffodils, have skinny leaves; tulips, wide.

Even tho I never read Hans Brinker, I did read, and love, the Hardy Boys, and bought a bunch of those books when I was a child. Look at that introductory paragraph about Stratemeyer: that New Jerseyan invented the Rover Boys, Bobbsey Twins, Tom Swift, Hardy Boys, and Nancy Drew, but isn't even mentioned as among the most noted people buried in Evergreen Cemetery! Astounding. Moreover:

The electric police weapon called the Taser was so named after Thomas A. Swift['s] Electric Rifle. The "A" is gratuitous; the character's middle name was never provided.
Did you know that? I actually did, because in my "Simpler Spelling Word of the Day" website I offered "tazer" last December 24th, and had to deliberately ignore the acronymic origin of the word, because it is unphonetic. (compare "eraser").

I also found online the text of the plaque that HB had found. That webpage says Ms. Dodge was born in Newark, but most sources say she was born in New York City. Only with great difficulty did I finally establish that her father moved the family to Newark to found an experimental farm. Maybe I should ask HB about her father's agricultural experiments, since I saw very little info in the research I have done to date.

Mary married the chief financial backer for that farm, but when he suffered financial reverses, he left his family and was found days later drowned (sounds like suicide, tho the sources I found do not assert that). Mapes Dodge then moved back to the family farm,* and that is where she began her writing career, and ended up writing Hans Brinker. In Newark.

The happiest new development in my yard this year is that two of my three rhododendrons bloomed for the first time. I put them in about three years ago and, tho they got buds, they never bloomed until now. This foto of the middle one shows what the others looked like in prior years, with a big bud that appears not to be a flower bud, and leaves whose edges have been eaten by some mystery bug.
The entire Hans Brinker book is available online. It may be a good choice for an Eeze Reeder edition, a series of books I would like to create, comprising standard text on the left page and a context-sensitive Augméntad Fanétik respelling on the right. I thought of doing Swiss Family Robinson, but it may be a bit too antique (1812) in vocabulary. And why not a Newark novel as my first Eeze Reeder edition?

Having seen that, you can now see why I'm so happy that this year two of them look like this instead.

Jews of Weequahic. Arcadia Publishing produces the "Images of America" series of fotobooks, to which another Newark book has just been added. In 127 pages and over 200 fotos, some with extensive captions, Jews of Weequahic by Linda B. Forgosh (softcover, 6.5" wide by 9.25" tall)** chronicles what life was like for the enormous Jewish community in the South Ward. There is no overarching narrative text, and the book is not organized chronologically but thematically, focusing first on Weequahic Park, then elementary schools, then Weequahic High, shops and eateries, and remaining structures from the vanished population, which fled to the suburbs in and after the Sixties.

Azaleas and rhododendrons are related, azaleas being a subset of the genus Rhododendron. But whereas azalea blooms are small, rhododendron blooms are relatively huge. The bush also tends to be a lot larger, and the two plants that bloomed this year have also thrown out a lot more new growth. In this next foto, indeed, the blooms on the right are partly concealed by new growth.

There is a lot of information in this book, but no index by which to find it. I have not yet had time to go systematically thru it, as to gain ID's of things I have fotograffed, and I can speak only to the quality and interest of the fotos. So I asked Jeffrey Bennett, webmaster of the Newarkology website and walking-tour guide, who has a very good grasp of the history of Jews in Newark, if he would be willing to check the book's history and offer a review here, for which I would give him the book after I had looked thru it.




Remember the little star-shaped flowers I referred to earlier? Here's what they look like up close, in my backyard. The pretty scallop-edged leaves all around are baby rose of sharon plants from mature (12 foot?) roses of sharon that drop thousands of seeds and would produce a forest of roses of sharon if I did not pull most of them up. I'm thinking of offering my neighbors rose of sharon saplings to place at points along the curb where car doors won't swing into them, as to create a distinctive look to the entire block, with deep pink flowers 4 and more inches across. Anybody out there want a rose of sharon? I also regularly have to pull up the oak and (as here) maple trees that self-seed, or my property would become completely wooded.



Jeff said he'd be happy to have the book, but couldn't be fully objective because he knows the author. I thought he might, because I saw reference to the Jewish Historical Society of MetroWest, which I knew Jeff to be affiliated with. But he can surely phrase any criticism in helpful terms. And, who knows, the history may be completely flawless.

Here are the same little flowers, in the front yard. The bare dead leaves that had appeared between the clumps of green in early April have now been covered by exuberant growth of ground-covering and climbing vines, of two varieties, one with solid, lite-green leaves, the other with darker, variegated leaves. Again, I did not plant these, so don't know what they are. They akso bloom, late in the summer, producing hundreds and hundreds of little white flowers all over the areas they cover. But I periodically have to rip away part of their growth because they otherwise overgrow everything and interfere with other plants' lite. One such plant is a mini-rose, a bud of which you can see at the lower right of this picture.

Now, however, I'm starting to regret offering Jeff the book after he has reviewed it, because there are some fotos and info I might like to retain. Ah well, a deal is a deal.

Finally, the foto above shows the tiniest flowers — slitely fuzzy, because my camera couldn't know that it was the tiny purple-and-yellow flowers in particular that I wanted to focus on — alongside the greenery of what will soon be the biggest flowers in my yard, bigger than the rhododendrons, bigger even than a rose of sharon: pink lilies. Stay tuned.
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* The source that gave me the missing information about when the family initially moved to Newark and that the widowed Mrs. Dodge moved back to Newark after her husband's death, was on the horrendously abusive website Novelguide.com, which threw up popup after popup after video/animated ad, as initially froze my machine for several minutes while my popup blocker fought against fastclick .com. Fastclick won, as usual. We need to put fastclick out of business, and imprison its principals for stealing uncountable personhours lost to machine freezes in trying but failing to stop fastclick ads. When I went back later to recheck something, Novelguide.com completely froze my machine, so badly that not even Task Manager (Alt-Ctl-Del) could close offending popups nor even my AOL browser and unfreeze other programs. Instead, I had to hold down the power button, wait a minute, then power-on again. Altogether, I lost 24 minutes to this attack from Novelguide.com. Do not EVER go to Novelguide.com. Such info as it may have is not worth the hassle and risks of freezing your computer.

** Jews of Weequahic, $19.99, Arcadia Publishing. "Available at local retailers, online bookstores, or through Arcadia Publishing at www.arcadiapublishing.com or (888) 313-2665."

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Missed Two Events, One Bird

On my way to the Gallery Aferro reception last Saturday evening, I realized as I approached the Old Courthouse that I had forgotten about the dedication that afternoon of a memorial to the late Charles Cummings, who as Director of the Newark Public Library served as the city's historian. There was to be some kind of monument in Gummere Park, a triangle of greenery immediately south of the Courthouse between MLK and Springfield Avenue. While driving past, I took a quick look to see what form the memorial might have taken, and saw, in the fading lite, what appears to be a bust on a pedestal. I'll have to get a picture sometime.
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Julius Spohn (who appended "Chronicler of Old Newark" to his name in the email discussed below and who is a member of the
Old Newark Group), has been trying to have someone replace, in Gummere Park, an old bronze plaque, "Indian Trails of Newark", that had originally been put there decades ago by the Schoolmen's Club of Newark. (I'm not clear on what the Schoolmen's Club was, nor why it no longer exists.) After the Riots, someone stole that plaque, and some other historical plaques around the city. Some remain. (Gaetano found a webpage about one that I will discuss some other time, with pix.)
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As regards recreating the plaque, on April 6th, the Newark Preservation & Landmarks Committee said:


Here’s where we will need your help: The plaque featured a large map of the city, showing some of the ancient trails and later geographical features. All we have so far is a photo-copy of two pages (38 and 39) of "Historical Newark in Bronze," which depicts the marker and gives the text. The illustration is not very clear in this copy, and couldn’t be used for a reproduction. Is the photo in the book itself sharp enough to be the basis for a new casting? Or, better still, is it possible you have an actual photo of the tablet, or even a copy of the map that it contains? The map really is the most essential feature of the plaque, and we have to either get a very good copy of it, or try to find some mapmaker who could create a replica.
Tho the email I saw said the plaque was placed in 1951, I see at the website of the New Jersey Historical Society that that book shows plaques placed in the 1930s. Perhaps there was a later edition. But if not, the Preservation & Landmarks Committee has at least two copies of the book to work from, because Jule says he has the book in question and the foto in it is pretty clear. Might we hope for a restoration of the plaque sometime this year?
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I suspect many of the major streets in this old city were originally Indian trails. That's one way many old American towns got irregular street patterns, because they just paved over former Indian trails. Only later did city planners impose a rectangular grid between those geometrically irregular main roads.
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Jule sent along a foto of the map from the book. Since it's a foto of a foto, it's not crystal clear. I don't think the publisher (if it still exists) should mind if I show it here, since I imagine the book is no longer in print.

I'm not sure exactly how closely these trails relate to the current street grid, since they are not superimposed on a current map. But it appears that the main portion of Broad Street; Market Street and West Market; and South Orange Avenue roughly follow those trails, and Bloomfield Avenue heads in the same general direction, from the same general area, as another (but straightened). Maybe Ferry Street and Wilson Avenue also follow old trails. And the legend to the map says that Clinton Avenue generally follows an Indian trail too.
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This raises the further question of whether Indian settlements and areas of importance became European settlements and areas of importance. That is, if the trails go where they do because the places they went to were important to the Indians, did Europeans agree that those were good places to be, and thus found towns, not just create roads, on Indian models?
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Jule says,

When I was a kid my Aunt lived right around the corner from there on William Street and many times over the years I used to sit on this "huge boulder" and trace, with my little fingers, the "Indian Trails Of Newark."
It would be nice if kids today, and into the future, had that same opportunity. By the way, "Gummere" was apparently the surname of a judge. Thus that name for a park by a courthouse.



I don't yet have a foto of the Cummings monument, so offer something else I found interesting. I have been fixing the many, many fotos I took but had not yet processed in my graphics program. Here's one, of a little promontory near the cascade of the Great Falls of the Paterson in Passaic (a daytrip I can highly recommend).



Poetry@Pierro, Joe Weil and Michael Lally. Montclair artist Marco Muñoz, whose work is all over the place (including, presently to July 25th, Monday-Saturday, 9am-5pm, at Mi Gente Café, 7 Central Avenue, near Broad Street), sent me notice that last Sunday there would be a poetry reading at the Pierro Gallery of South Orange in conjunction with the exhibit "Is it possible to take a photograph of New Jersey regardless of where in the world you are?" — which closes Sunday! I told him that I can't take poetry except in very small doses, to which he replied, "Neither can I. This I guarantee is different." I still couldn't rouse myself to go. Afterward, he sent me a link to fotos of the event and said "What a Great evening!!!" I'll take his word for it. Mind you, I have written a tiny bit of poetry myself. In small doses.

I noticed while fixing the foto of the Falls above, a white patch in the grass, and wondered what it was. If, for instance, it was litter, what kind of litter could get out there? I zoomed in within my graphics program. It's not litter.

I showed pix of the Pierro Gallery's NJ-foto show on April 18th. It is described on the Gallery's website thus:
Over 1, 000 images on view that respond to the question by more than 180 artists from 18 countries including Argentina, Australia, Cambodia, Denmark, France, Germany, Ireland, Lithuania, Netherlands, Portugal, Slovakia, Sweden, as well as many states from the U.S.
If you haven't yet made it to the Pierro NJ show, you might want to go before it closes Sunday (hours are 1-4pm Friday, Saturday, and Sunday).

If even the second Falls foto above does not make clear what the white patch is, here is a further closeup. That strikes me as a pretty noisy place to take a nap. It is also wet, but that wouldn't bother a waterfowl.

I'm not sure if this is a Canada goose or some kind of duck, because the neck does not look long enuf for a goose. My late mother would have known. She was a "birder", what we used to call "birdwatcher". I guess "birder" gained preference as a more active term, suggesting someone working to protect the environment for birds, not just passively watching, that is, standing aside and letting whatever will happen, happen, without intervention if things are going horribly wrong.
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I didn't notice that bird when I was at the Falls. I do carry binoculars in the car, to read street signs and such, something I learned from Joe from Belleville, but didn't think to take them with me when I was walking around the Falls area. If I hadn't taken a picture I could later zoom in on with my graphics program, I would have missed it entirely.

Newark is not, of course, the only place from which plaques vanish. I saw this boulder in the park alongside the Great Falls. I don't know what the apparently missing plaque had said, but assume it was stolen, since if it had been removed for restoration, you might expect some kind of sign to that effect to be put in its place. What is an appropriate punishment for someone who steals not just metal but history? Flogging would be a good start.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Spiffed-Up

On December 27, 2007, I showed here one location of Soul Delicious, "Newark’s Premier Soul Food Restaurant" (and caterer), whose main location is in the Weequahic section. This little triangular building is on Springfield Avenue in western Newark, at the juncture of South 12th Street and Pierce Street. And this is the way it looked, then.

['Soul Delicious' location in little triangular building on Springfield Avenue, western Newark, NJ, November 28, 2007]

This is what it looks like now.

Big improvement, no? I recently saw a Soul Delicious commercial on cable TV (tho for the main location, on southern Bergen Street, near Mapes Avenue). I guess they're doing good business. Let's hope their employees are Newarkers.

Sunday, May 18, 2008

House of Prayer, Interior

I have showed here on various occasions, but especially February 4, 2007, the exterior of the Episcopal House of Prayer (407 Broad Street, Newark, NJ 07104; (973) 483-8202; fax: (973) 483-0476). Its brownstone steeple across I-280 from the Broad Street Station in Downtown Newark is a landmark for both motorists and rail passengers. For this "Church Sunday" here at Newark USA, I present interior pix I took May 11th at the close of the Newark Preservation & Landmarks Committee's bus tour, "Mother's Day at Home: The Varied Ways That People Live in Newark". I'll be discussing, and showing pictures, of other stops on that tour in future posts.

This wider foto shows a bit more of the church than the one at the top of this post.

I didn't notice at the time but only on reviewing this next foto, that the ornate stone baptismal font bears a quotation from Mark 16:16. Here you can see the start of it, "He that believeth". The full quote is "... and is baptized shall be saved; but he that believeth not shall be damned." I don't think there's room on the baptismal for the second part, after the semicolon, but I don't have a foto of that side of the font.

Tho I thought the entire exterior of the church was stone, I'll have to check out the roof from the Broad Street Station, because the inside of the roof (ceiling) is wood.

There is a pipe organ, which I believe is used for recitals, not just services.

Much of the interior strikes the visitor as spare, restrained, including these minimalist modern stained-glass windows. A woman who spoke to the tour group explained that the church had suffered a very serious arson fire in the 1960s that destroyed the original, more traditional stained-glass windows beyond redemption. She doesn't know if there are even fotos of the originals.

The altar area strikes one as austere, at first.

I realized only on reviewing these fotos that the cross is a crucifix (in which the body of Jesus is pinned to a cross), which I thought unusual, if not unheard-of, for Protestant churches. Wikipedia says that the crucifix is used primarily by the Catholic, Anglican, Eastern Orthodox, and Coptic churches. Live and learn.
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Beyond the crucifix in the foto above is a Byzantine-style mosaic with gilded halos, also not at all austere.

The foto above is zoomed from within my graphics program, so lacks detail. I had intended to zoom optically with my camera but got distracted by the dramatic story of the House of Prayer's having been attacked by arson around the same time as two other Newark Episcopal churches, one of which, St. Philip's, was completely destroyed. I guessed that's why the Episcopal Cathedral, once only "Trinity", is now "Trinity and St. Philip's". I did not, however, know why St. Philip's was so important as to produce a change of name to the Episcopal Cathedral, so checked the Cathedral's website, which says:
In 1964, St. Philip's Church on High and West Market Streets in Newark was destroyed by fire. On October 21, 1966 the predominantly black St. Philip's and the largely white Trinity merged, bringing together two strong traditions of Anglican and African. The following year, Dillard Robinson was elected Dean, The first African American dean of a cathedral in the United States. St. Philip's name was added to Trinity in 1992.
Golly. None of the arsonists (singular or plural) was ever caught.

The woman who was telling us about the church lifted the red fabric covering the altar to show us that it was carved stone. Question: why cover it up? You can see in this foto as well some of the other more sumptuous features of the altar area. We return to spare decoration with this memorial to William Wright, a U.S. Senator who was a member of the congregation until his death in 1866.

Not far from that simple stone memorial, however, are brilliantly colored Stations of the Cross in polychrome, a technique in which color is mixed in with the plaster to give rich, enduring colors that come from within. These colors will neither fade nor flake away.

For so tall and impressive a building, this church doesn't hold many people. Such of our bus group as listened to the formal presentation, perhaps 30 people, took up a fair portion of the entire sanctuary's seating.

The House of Prayer is expecting to benefit from the redevelopments planned for the Broad Street Station area, as well as an expansion of the dormitory population of Rutgers and other colleges Downtown, even tho the Episcopal Church in Newark overall seems not to be doing very well. It is, after all, identified as the church of the ruling class, the people neatly summed up by the acronym WASP, and most of those people left the city decades ago. Maybe they're coming back.