Brooklyn row houses where we never lived.
All I know is it's Brooklyn. So much lost forever.
More Brooklyn houses. I wish I knew where to look for them today.
This entry was posted on February 8, 2011 by culturalchaika. It was filed under Learning to cope with death. Trying to Understand. .
Wonderful photos! I love New York. Never been there. Complete it maybe … Siegfried (56).
August 10, 2014 at 12:24 pm
Thank you! It was quite a treasure to find these after my dad died. Many are haunting and reflect a time long since passed. When I started to put this together it was primarily an act of healing from grief. But there’s been a good response, and there are many more slides to explore. I hope to be able to work on the blog more soon.
December 14, 2014 at 4:41 am
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