I'm now in Los Gatos, Ca. one hour from San Francisco, the most expensive city in the country. I came for my two grandsons graduation, one from middle school, and one from grade school. Quite a difference from PS 29 which prides itself on it's diversity, creativity, and intellectualism.This is dot com territory where the women drop the children off at school in their Jaguars and BMW SUV's, then head off to yoga, tennis, running, real estate, etc. It is the land of status-your children, your ring, your house, your dog, your decorator, kitchen, etc.
Los Gatos is more like Rye, New York, where Jordan's mother had lived. Go to one of the restaurants there and the "Dogs" will be compared, the men happy to tell you the history of picking their particular dog.
Brooklyn and PS 29 is a world away. So many worlds, and so many of them I lived in. We watched "Masters of Sex" on TV and all of these conservative old memories of St. Louis came up.
You can't go home again AMerica, but where is home Dorothy says.
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