Yours truly and my mom at the Rusty Scupper in Baltimore, Md., around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, April 19, 2014. My stepdad Ray took this picture.
Wholly Saturday: My Anny Runnell Kenny and Balmer, Merlin Day Trip ...
A giant version of that car dummy guy you see in car seat belt safety ads standing in front of the Maryland Motor Vehicle Administration (MVA) headquarters, Glen Burnie, Md., 2:25M April 19, 2014.
Most other states call their comparable organization a DMV rather than an MVA.
Pride of Baltimore II in the Inner Harbor, Baltimore, Md., 3:12PM April 19, 2014.
The original Pride of Baltimore -- itself a partial replica of the original original early 19th Century Baltimore clipper schooner called the Chasseur -- was lost in a squall off Puerto Rico in May 1986 with four of her 12 crew lost (the others were rescued after four days at sea). This Pride II was launched in 1988. Its website is here.
My shrimp cocktail at the Rusty Scupper, Baltimore, Md., 3:16PM April 19, 2014.
The Rusty Scupper has a great location with an awesome view. It was also a very nice time with my mom and Ray.
Downtown Baltimore with its low-but-architecturally pleasing skyline along the Inner Harbor as seen from outside the Rusty Scupper, Baltimore, Md., 4:38PM April 19, 2014. Ray also took this picture.
The house at 24 Bristol Ave., Baltimore, Md., 4:58PM April 19, 2014.
This is the house that my stepfather, Ray, lived in for many years back in the 1960s with his brothers and parents until he was drafted as a 19-year old teenager into Vietnam in 1966. This was also the house where I spent my VERY FIRST night in Baltimore back in 1975 --coming down from New Jersey on a cold winter's night and how I cried missing my paternal grandmother and dad -- just after my 6th birthday and shortly before Ray and my mom moved to SHAPE, Belgium for nearly 4 years. This is also the house where my mother, Ray, and I lived for a horrendous time from Nov. 29, 1981 (the day we returned from Texas) into early 1982, at which point I moved back with my dad in New Jersey. This was a couple months before my mom and Ray moved to their first apartment in Glen Burnie, and I subsequently moved with them -- starting my Anne Arundel County life that eventually led to my life here in Washington, D.C.
For a bit of an overview of the world of 24 Bristol Avenue as I knew it way back when (1975 - 1982), and as I understand the way it was even further back when (1950s and 1960s), please see my October 2012 entry "A Postmodern Quest: In Search of Baltimore's Corner and Inflection Points, Past and Present" that involved a daytime trek with my very good friend Chester about two weeks earlier to find the, yes, corner and infections points of the present-day boundaries of Baltimore City. In particular, see the section "Dinner and (Side) Show in Baltimore: Prolefeed off Potee Street" for more info.
Dilapidated row houses on W. Jeffrey Street, Baltimore, Md., 4:59PM April 19, 2014.
This is the Baltimore equivalent of what in Washington, D.C., is called the "unit" block (i.e., numbers 1 - 99) and is so numbered because it is just west of the dividing line formed by Potee Street / Rt. 2, which becomes Gov. Ritchie Highway at the Anne Arundel County line.
Of note, Bristol Avenue is located one block south of W. Jeffrey Street, except it's not "West" because there is no "East" Bristol Avenue -- it becomes Calvert Street just east of Potee Street.
BWI Thurgood Marshall Airport Rail Station located in unincorporated Anne Arundel County* near the airport, 6:33PM April 19, 2014.
*The rail station is geographically located in Linthicum, yet another unincorporated CDP in Anne Arundel County, which is replete with unincorporated places (both CDP and non-CPD). However, the station's zip code is 21240, it is a Baltimore City one, which would as far the U.S. Post Office is concerned make it technically in Baltimore City, except that just makes no sense. In short, the station is just sort of in a no man's land.
My mom had dropped me off at the rail station and I had about 25 minutes to wait. While seated on the southbound (far side) platform waiting for the 6:40PM Saturday southbound Penn Line MARC back to D.C. While I had had a really nice day, I was quite upset at this point over the whole wee hours Saturday morning situation with Chris H., although I also came to a mini-epiphany that this just wasn't my fault.
I also started remembering all the times I was at that train station -- in particular in the mid-to-late 1980s when it really was just a clearing in the forest located way off Aviation Blvd and near the interchange of 295 and 195 -- en route to and from New Jersey to see my dad and grandparents, and later (in the early 1990s) to see just my dad. Those weren't particularly good times but they morphed into terrible ones by the early 1990s. And then later in the 1990s and into the 2000s, I took the train to and from D.C.
Easter Sunday in Washington, D.C., and Silver Spring, Suburban Maryland ...
The remainder of this entry features pictures taken the following day on my bike ride from my apartment in D.C. to Quill's parents' house in Silver Spring and then back.
Tulips and shrubs growing outside the Brittany located between New Hampshire Avenue and 16th Street NW and (south/north) U and V Streets NW, Washington, D.C., 1:39PM April 20, 2014.
The Church Of Jesus Christ Of Latter-day Saints, 4901 16th St. NW, Washington, D.C., 2:00PM April 20, 2014.
I didn't realize there was a Mormon Church at this location -- indeed, I had never even noticed this building. It might actually be new / recently reconstructed. Or maybe I just never noticed it.
The house at 6630 16th Street NW, Washington, D.C., 2:09PM April 20, 2014.
This is a lovely veritable mansion (which couldn't be any more different than the aforementioned 24 Bristol Avenue in Baltimore). It is that is the northernmost house on the west side of 16th Street (possibly in the Brightwood neighborhood, if it extends west of 16th Street) just before Rock Creek Park zigzags east to 16th Street itself.
This house is located at the top of the three-syllable alphabet ("Underwood"). There is another residential neighborhood (called Rock Creek Gardens) that starts up again at Holly Street ("H" in the fourth and final alphabet of east-west running streets in D.C. -- namely, the floral and tree alphabet). Thus, this house -- numbered 6630 -- is two whole alphabets north of where I am at U Street (single letter / first alphabet "U").
Of note, the two-syllable "U" street east of Rock Creek Park is Upshur Street, but that involves Matthew "M-WADE" Henry, and I'm not going to get into that now.
Finally, there really is no floral "U" street and instead it skips from Tamarack Street to Verbena Street, the latter being the northernmost (north)west-(south)east running street in D.C., just south of the North Cornerstone of the original Territory of Columbia.
Oh, yes, going south (technically in Southwest D.C.), the "highest" street name is Joliet (three-syllable "J") while the highest residential street is Galveston (three-syllable "G"), whose most famous resident is probably this amazing lady.
Rock Creek Park as seen from the sidewalk on the west side of 16th Street NW, Washington, D.C., between Underwood and Holly Streets (see above), 2:11PM April 20, 2014.
The land drops off really steeply into the forested glen below, and the forest was just starting its not-way-early budding this spring).
A group of people -- one with a dog -- pushing a beat up car (driven by a black guy) that had broken down on Colesville Road onto Sligo Creek Parkway, Silver Spring, Md., 2:33PM April 20, 2014.
Is this an example of that American "Can Do" Help-Your-Neighbor Spirit??
Wine and spring flowers at Quill's parents' house, Silver Spring, Md., 4:44PM April 20, 2014.
That house in the Four Corners area is so incredibly peaceful. It was also the first place I very temporarily lived in September 1992 when I arrived in the immediate D.C. area at the end of horrendous St. Mary's College period, where NOTHING good happened except to meet Quill. (The place is even where I met the robot Wall-P., and would subsequently live with him for 9 months in 2004 - early 2005 very nearby this house on Granville Drive.)
Yours truly in front of some forsythia blossoms bathed in the light of the setting Sun. This is just off Rosensteel Avenue, Silver Spring, Md., 6:43PM April 20, 2014.
This was after afternoon dinner and dessert and I was biking back home but Rock Creek Park / Beach Drive.
The Our Lady Queen of Poland and St. Maximilian Kolbe Catholic Church located on Rosensteel Avenue just off Forest Glen Road, Silver Spring, Md., 6:43PM April 20, 2014.
The cemetery of Our Lady Queen of Poland and St. Maximilian Kolbe, Silver Spring, Md., 6:46PM April 20, 2014.
A statue of the Virgin Mary in the cemetery of Our Lady Queen of Poland and St. Maximilian Kolbe, Silver Spring, Md., 6:46PM April 20, 2014. At least I am assuming this is the Virgin Mary.
I posted this picture already in this entry.
The Linden Lane overpass of the Capital Beltway, Silver Spring, Md., 6:51PM April 20, 2014.
That's the Mormon Washington D.C. Temple silhouetted in the distance by the setting Sun as seen with my low-quality cellphone camera. It is located in Kensington, Md.
The Capital Beltway Outer Loop looking east as seen from the Linden Lane overpass, Silver Spring, Md., 6:51PM April 20, 2014.
Of note, that overpass visible in the distance is the old B&O Metropolitan Branch railway line (now owned by CSX and shared by the MARC Brunswick Line) -- and on the east side for many years stretching back to when the then-new Temple was dedicated in 1974 had painted the words "SURRENDER DOROTHY" with the Mormon Temple as is backdrop owing to its resemblance to the Emerald City royal palace in The Wizard of Oz. Actually, the graffiti has appeared in various forms -- and been removed -- and it is something of Washington, D.C., area legend.
Above: An undated picture of the aforementioned freight and MARC train overpass over the Capital Beltway with the Mormon Washington D.C. Temple visible in the distance. It was on this side that "SURRENDER DORORTHY" was painted in big letters for many years (though, again, there have been various iterations of it over the year).
The graceful neoclassical arches of the Connecticut Avenue Taft Bridge as seen from below, Washington, D.C., 7:51PM April 20, 2014.
This was taken exactly one hour of steady bike riding later as dusk fell. And I still had to push the bike up the steeply sloping ramp that connects Calvert Street and Connecticut Avenue to the Rock Creek and Potomac Parkway below.
OK, that's all for now. It's quite late and I need to sleep. I had a good gym workout tonight and then came home and made dinner while watching TV and completing this entry. My next update may not be until Saturday, although I want to post excerpts of another excellent Jonathan Chait column.