Balto Neighborhood,Wary,Still Healing,Prepares for Preakness
May 10, 2015 21:59:59 GMT -5
Post by Evelyn on May 10, 2015 21:59:59 GMT -5
From today's NYT. It's long but interesting. However, this neighborhood is not downtown and I don't think it was anywhere near where they took place. And I actually liked my trips to Pimlico as I said. Unlike NY, the vendors, cashiers and everyone really were very nice and helpful.
A Baltimore Neighborhood, Wary and Still Healing, Prepares for Preakness Day
BALTIMORE — Soon after Candy Thomas moved into a rowhouse one block from Pimlico Race Course a few weeks ago, a neighbor asked her if she was ready for Preakness Stakes weekend.
The race is always a big party in their Park Heights neighborhood, as more than 100,000 fans and their cars descend on the area, clogging the streets. Music will blare. People will dance. Money will be made.
The front lawn of nearly every home becomes either a parking lot or a pop-up market, perfect for hungry, thirsty fans held captive by the conga lines of traffic. Hot dogs for $5. Bottled water for $3. A bowl of freshly fried chicken, $6.
You could even offer your home’s toilet to fans, for $2, Thomas’s neighbor told her.
“They told me that there’s so many things we can do here that it would be really fun for me and my kids,” said Thomas, a 33-year-old single mother of four who works transporting patients at a hospital. “But I don’t know what to think of it. We’ll see. It’s been a tough couple of weeks.”
A tough couple of weeks for the entire city.
Less than a month ago, Freddie Gray, a 25-year-old black man, was arrested in the Sandtown-Winchester neighborhood, about four miles southeast of Pimlico, which sits on the northwest side of the city. Gray fell into a coma while in police custody and later died. Riots and protests followed, including some outside Camden Yards, where in the jittery days after Gray’s death two Orioles games were postponed and another was played behind closed doors.
Six police officers have been charged in connection with Gray’s death, and some residents here predicted that those indictments might quell any protests, at least until the trial. But for now, the wounds in the city and in this neighborhood, where the 140th Preakness will be run on Saturday, are still raw. As race day approaches, many people here remain on edge.
Sometimes sporting events can play a role in healing a city’s wounds, as the baseball games after the attacks of Sept. 11, 2001, did in New York City. But the Preakness doesn’t quite fit that role.
A gigantic banner hanging above the racetrack’s main entrance declares the Preakness to be “the people’s race” and “the people’s party.” But those people, for the most part, aren’t from the largely black community around the track, where just gaining admission to the clubhouse and the grandstand will cost you $25 (much more if you want a seat), and where an infield ticket will set you back $70.
“For 50 years, I’ve sat on this porch and have seen people come and go on Preakness day, and most of them are white and rich and look all fancy in their dresses, neckties and shorty-shorts,” said Ruth Spencer, 87, who lives near the corner of Hayward and Winner Avenues, across the street from the track. “But I do love watching the people come by. I feel proud that they’ve come here to my backyard.”
Spencer, like some of her neighbors, has worked at the track. She retired years ago after earning a living pressing clothes, but later spent three years at Pimlico selling food and drinks in the clubhouse.
“Oh, no, no,” he said. “Do you know how many police there are here that weekend? There’s one every few feet. Nothing’s going to happen here. Not a thing.”
Austin said that the greatest tension between the residents and the police in recent years had stemmed from a rule that bars the sale of anything on the racetrack side of the street.
The rule was announced a few years ago when signs appeared that read: “No vending. By order of the Baltimore City Police Department.” Residents trying to make a buck on Preakness weekend are still grumbling about that, noting that the police certainly have bigger problems to worry about than octogenarians selling iced tea for a dollar.
Still, Austin expects security to be as tight as ever, a fact confirmed by Sal Sinatra, vice president and general manager of the Maryland Jockey Club, which runs Pimlico.
With that police presence, though, comes unease for some residents. Like for Candy Thomas’s daughter Zora, who goes by the name Tinkerbell.
Zora — who is 12 or 13, depending whether you ask her or Thomas — told me that she had met Freddie Gray when she and her mother visited friends at the Gilmore Homes, the housing project where Gray lived. Zora said she considered him a friend.
“He was nice,” she said. “He took me to the ice cream truck almost every day.”
But Zora said that Gray’s death had changed the way she viewed the police. When she sees a police car drive by now, she said, she can feel her heart beating faster.
“Now when I see them, I start thinking, What if they want to fight one of us? What if they want to fight me? And that scares me,” she said, while sitting on a swing at the Pimlico Good Neighbor Park, which on Thursday was so strewn with cups, candy wrappers and potato chip bags that it looked as if a trash bag had exploded.
Thomas said that Zora’s distrust of the police made her sad. And even Baltimore’s mayor, Stephanie Rawlings-Blake, admitted on Wednesday that the police and the community had a “fractured relationship.”
That was why the mayor asked the Justice Department to investigate any unconstitutional abuse or discrimination on the part of the Police Department. That federal investigation is now underway, but in Park Heights and Sandtown-Winchester and many other neighborhoods, a tense truce between the black community and the police will remain the order of the day for a while.
To make the best of the situation, even if it is a short-lived distraction, Thomas said she was considering her neighbor’s suggestions for race day.
“I have a hot dog machine, and a popcorn maker, so I might take them out to see if I can sell some, or maybe make fresh lemonade,” she said with a sigh as her 8-month-old daughter wailed in the background. “Or, I don’t know, maybe not.
“With all that’s happened here in our city, I have really mixed feelings. A lot of people do.”
A Baltimore Neighborhood, Wary and Still Healing, Prepares for Preakness Day
BALTIMORE — Soon after Candy Thomas moved into a rowhouse one block from Pimlico Race Course a few weeks ago, a neighbor asked her if she was ready for Preakness Stakes weekend.
The race is always a big party in their Park Heights neighborhood, as more than 100,000 fans and their cars descend on the area, clogging the streets. Music will blare. People will dance. Money will be made.
The front lawn of nearly every home becomes either a parking lot or a pop-up market, perfect for hungry, thirsty fans held captive by the conga lines of traffic. Hot dogs for $5. Bottled water for $3. A bowl of freshly fried chicken, $6.
You could even offer your home’s toilet to fans, for $2, Thomas’s neighbor told her.
“They told me that there’s so many things we can do here that it would be really fun for me and my kids,” said Thomas, a 33-year-old single mother of four who works transporting patients at a hospital. “But I don’t know what to think of it. We’ll see. It’s been a tough couple of weeks.”
A tough couple of weeks for the entire city.
Less than a month ago, Freddie Gray, a 25-year-old black man, was arrested in the Sandtown-Winchester neighborhood, about four miles southeast of Pimlico, which sits on the northwest side of the city. Gray fell into a coma while in police custody and later died. Riots and protests followed, including some outside Camden Yards, where in the jittery days after Gray’s death two Orioles games were postponed and another was played behind closed doors.
Six police officers have been charged in connection with Gray’s death, and some residents here predicted that those indictments might quell any protests, at least until the trial. But for now, the wounds in the city and in this neighborhood, where the 140th Preakness will be run on Saturday, are still raw. As race day approaches, many people here remain on edge.
Sometimes sporting events can play a role in healing a city’s wounds, as the baseball games after the attacks of Sept. 11, 2001, did in New York City. But the Preakness doesn’t quite fit that role.
A gigantic banner hanging above the racetrack’s main entrance declares the Preakness to be “the people’s race” and “the people’s party.” But those people, for the most part, aren’t from the largely black community around the track, where just gaining admission to the clubhouse and the grandstand will cost you $25 (much more if you want a seat), and where an infield ticket will set you back $70.
“For 50 years, I’ve sat on this porch and have seen people come and go on Preakness day, and most of them are white and rich and look all fancy in their dresses, neckties and shorty-shorts,” said Ruth Spencer, 87, who lives near the corner of Hayward and Winner Avenues, across the street from the track. “But I do love watching the people come by. I feel proud that they’ve come here to my backyard.”
Spencer, like some of her neighbors, has worked at the track. She retired years ago after earning a living pressing clothes, but later spent three years at Pimlico selling food and drinks in the clubhouse.
“Oh, no, no,” he said. “Do you know how many police there are here that weekend? There’s one every few feet. Nothing’s going to happen here. Not a thing.”
Austin said that the greatest tension between the residents and the police in recent years had stemmed from a rule that bars the sale of anything on the racetrack side of the street.
The rule was announced a few years ago when signs appeared that read: “No vending. By order of the Baltimore City Police Department.” Residents trying to make a buck on Preakness weekend are still grumbling about that, noting that the police certainly have bigger problems to worry about than octogenarians selling iced tea for a dollar.
Still, Austin expects security to be as tight as ever, a fact confirmed by Sal Sinatra, vice president and general manager of the Maryland Jockey Club, which runs Pimlico.
With that police presence, though, comes unease for some residents. Like for Candy Thomas’s daughter Zora, who goes by the name Tinkerbell.
Zora — who is 12 or 13, depending whether you ask her or Thomas — told me that she had met Freddie Gray when she and her mother visited friends at the Gilmore Homes, the housing project where Gray lived. Zora said she considered him a friend.
“He was nice,” she said. “He took me to the ice cream truck almost every day.”
But Zora said that Gray’s death had changed the way she viewed the police. When she sees a police car drive by now, she said, she can feel her heart beating faster.
“Now when I see them, I start thinking, What if they want to fight one of us? What if they want to fight me? And that scares me,” she said, while sitting on a swing at the Pimlico Good Neighbor Park, which on Thursday was so strewn with cups, candy wrappers and potato chip bags that it looked as if a trash bag had exploded.
Thomas said that Zora’s distrust of the police made her sad. And even Baltimore’s mayor, Stephanie Rawlings-Blake, admitted on Wednesday that the police and the community had a “fractured relationship.”
That was why the mayor asked the Justice Department to investigate any unconstitutional abuse or discrimination on the part of the Police Department. That federal investigation is now underway, but in Park Heights and Sandtown-Winchester and many other neighborhoods, a tense truce between the black community and the police will remain the order of the day for a while.
To make the best of the situation, even if it is a short-lived distraction, Thomas said she was considering her neighbor’s suggestions for race day.
“I have a hot dog machine, and a popcorn maker, so I might take them out to see if I can sell some, or maybe make fresh lemonade,” she said with a sigh as her 8-month-old daughter wailed in the background. “Or, I don’t know, maybe not.
“With all that’s happened here in our city, I have really mixed feelings. A lot of people do.”
