I’m getting ready to head off to NYC for the Nebula Awards ceremony this weekend. I’m not nervous. I’m just excited to have been nominated. That’s a real honor in and of itself.
So this will be my last post for a while, unless I get a chance over the next week while I’m in the city to travel blog. I’ve made some changes to this website today. If you look in the sidebar column, you’ll find a section that houses links to my previous journals, as well as a link to my Flickr page. My friend Graham wanted to see more pictures of Millcreek Park and Youngstown, so I decided it’ll be easier for me to upload to Flickr in the future and can point to it if I upload any pictures of interest.
It’s full spring now, with a hint of summer as it approaches. I’m happy.
We went to Millcreek Park today, to enjoy the sun and the flowers and the people who had come out to enjoy it with each other. Even the Amish came into the city today to go to the park. We snapped a shot of them taking pictures also. There was a young guy around my age with his mom staring out at the lake beside me at one point. His mother said, “This city ain’t much, baby, but we got this. Best kept secret in the world, smack dab in the middle of this mess.” Youngstown may be hovering around the mark of second poorest city in America (New Orleans gets number one, of course, and we battle with Detroit for second place, it seems) but we also have another second place in our city: second largest municipal park in the States, after Central Park itself. And it’s a beautiful oasis. I disagree with the young guy’s mom though. I understand her feelings, but the city has never looked better since I can remember, and it seems each month there’s something new and wonderful happening to make it better. Lots of work to do, of course, but never a better feeling of realistic hope for the future. I do agree with her sentiment that we have this gorgeous piece of land that most cities would die to have. Best kept secret. Maybe right now, but we made the New York Times earlier this year and the cover of the Wall Street Journal this week. Maybe not so much a secret in the future.
I’m so behind on e-mails. Please forgive me. If I owe you one, I’ll try to respond by this Wednesday, when I’ll be heading off to New York for the Nebula Awards weekend.