The place to be

When I think of Bay Ridge, a neighbourhood in the southwest corner of the New York City borough of Brooklyn, it’s largely middle class neighbourhood, Fort Hamilton and the ruinous remains of the Green Church, the long boulevards and a colony of wild Monk Parakeets that live in the Leif Erickson Park, bring back the memories of a great time I spent there for over two years.

 Undoubtedly, Bay Ridge’s natural beauty, set in the serene surrounding overlooking the skylines of Manhattan area is a Small Paradise on its own.

 Nestled in the neighbourhood of New York Bay, the Ridge Boulevard is the best place to spend time. How can I forget the evenings spent walking down the Boulevard through out my stay! The brick oven bread at Frances Bakery was the best I had ever tasted.

 Even as I paint a bright picture of Bay Ridge, which has a mix of Italians, Irish, Greek, German and Scandinavian population, the local community leaders always struggled to improve the standard of living of people residing in small colonies

 The crime scene was no better in Bay Ridge. You will be terrified to know about the spate of burglaries that were reported often in addition to an alarming increase in out door drug use. Residents often complained that the police were lax in controlling the crime.

 How can I forget the untiring efforts of a community leader, who made every move to race against other neighbourhoods like Green Park, Rock Avenue and Slopebush. A fitting example to this is the idea of setting up food co-operatives in the area to ensure decent food supply to the residents.

 It’s two years since I left Bay Ridge, and I am relocating for good. Hope, the city welcomes me with the same warmth and care.