“Transitional Neighborhood is a neighborhood that is “changing” it can be from good to bad or bad to good, but usually it is from bad to good.” (Wikipedia)
When our youngest daughter left for college in 1985, Hubby and I became “Empty Nesters.” We enjoyed the down sized apartment style of living until 1999. Then WE got the “home ownership bug” again.
WE found the perfect four-bedroom tri-level home in a nearby suburb of Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Originally built as a model for the Parade of Homes in 1962, this house ticked every box on “our wishes and needs checklist.” It, also, met our “must haves”?
- Quiet Neighborhood – Eight homes on a dead-end street separated by spacious lot sizes on both sides.
- Scenic Views – Rear of home backs up to wooded conservation area.
- Lower Traffic – One street entrance and exit. Limits unknown people and vehicles passing through.
- Like-Minded Neighbors – Empty Nesters
Our “Cul-de-Sac” House
Hubby and I were the newbies.” All of our neighbors were now “Empty Nesters” who had lived in the neighborhood since before the 1970.s We heard stories about how alive and active the “cul-de-sac” had been back in the day when their children were growing up. But, when we arrived in 1999, the “cul-de-sac” was an “Empty Nesters” haven.
Somewhere around 2009, the house across the street from ours sold to a young couple with a 2-year-old little girl. Even with this younger household, the “cul-de-sac” continued to serve as a sanctuary for “Empty Nesters. ”
Then, in January 2012, the neighborhood began to shift toward becoming a “Transitioning Neighborhood.” Our Son, a single father with a 4-year-old daughter, rented our home; which had been empty since Hubby and I retired to Florida in 2010. Now, there were two little girls living in the “cul-de-sac” attracting children from the adjoining cross street.
This summer Hubby and I visited our Son. I spent most of my time sitting in a wicker chair on the front porch. Watching the neighborhood children – playing, riding bicycles, tricycles, scooters, and other four-wheel battery-operated vehicles took me back to my childhood. I was not only an onlooker, but the:
ü Mediator of disputes,
ü Judge for competitive activities; and
ü Nurse with the band-aid who kissed the “owies.”
Two Car Garage: Granddaughter’s “Cul-de-Sac” Transportation
Son and Granddaughter Playing Around in the “Cul-de-Sac”
Granddaughter’s Favorite “Cul-de-Sac” Transportation
Granddaughter’s Other Mode of “Cul-de-Sac” Transportation
Granddaughter’s Front Porch Flower Garden
I enjoyed the changes in the “cul-de-sac.” But, I no longer live there. I return for several weeks each year to visit my children and the grands. However, I was curious about how the remaining “Empty Nesters” felt about the influx of children in the “cup-de-sac”. Seeking an answer from at least one of the neighbors, I approached my next-door neighbor an 88-year-old, widowed about six years ago, who lives alone. When I asked about the “changes” in the “cul-de-sac”; she said, “I love to sit at the window and watch the children play. It brightens my day.”
Like me, she sees the “Transitioning” as “good” and not “bad.” Our “cul-de-sac” is welcoming in a new generation.
Unlike, the following quote by Jane Jacobs, the Death and Life of Great American Cities:
“Neighborhoods built up all at once change little physically over the years as a rule…[Residents] regret that the neighborhood has changed. Yet the fact is, physically it has changed remarkably little. People’s feelings about it, rather, have changed. The neighborhood shows a strange inability to update itself, enliven itself, repair itself, or to be sought after, out of choice, by a new generation. It is dead. Actually it was dead from birth, but nobody noticed this much until the corpse began to smell.”
9 thoughts on “Luv My Transitioning Neighborhood”
I loved this post. The photos were beautiful as well. When my husband and I downsized two years ago, our neighborhood was a real plus. We are now closer to four of our eight grandchildren who come over frequently. How many “grands” do you have? They are the best!
I have five grandchildren. My eldest grandchild is 24 and the youngest is 4. We retired in Florida when the youngest was just a year old. The older grandchildren, until we relocated, were all within ten minutes of us. So, we saw them frequently. I feel as though I am missing out so much on the little one’s life. But, her dad makes, a single father, makes sure that she calls us each morning and at night before going to bed.
Thank u so much for taking the time to read my post.
What a lovely group you make! Love this post.
Children are so special. More so, I think as we grow older. As grandparents, we get to spoil and return to mom and dad. Thank you so much for taking the time to comment on my post.
Thank u so much. I luv the energy and excitement that the children are bringing to the cup-de-sac. So enjoyed watching how talented and creative they can be with “free play.” Far to often, today, “video games/sedentary” and “structured activities” leave little room for just “play.” As a child in my neighborhood during the summer months, we played from sun up til sun down. This summer. the cup-de-sac reminded me of the “good old days.”
These pix are precious–so much joy and playfulness in the cul-de-sac! beautiful children!
Thanks J. I had such a great time in the cup-de-sac, but I was exhausted for days after returning to Florida.
Luv this post
Thank u so much My Eldest. I know how busy you are. Taking the time out to read my blog is so appreciated. Luv Mom