I grew up in what my mom will always dispute as ‘the hood.’ She just doesn’t like the name. But it had its similarities to any neighborhood like that. The all-black neighbors and the all-black problems and the all-black happiness. And I really loved it.
I come from being poor to a millionaire and I’ve seen the way cops treated people in my neighborhood. If you have a name, or you have a face, the treatment is different.
I was doing unemployment for a little bit and then I started a dog-walking business in my neighborhood. I went to FedEx and started printing out some flyers and hung them up around my neighborhood. Then I started walking people’s dogs for a couple months.
To grow up in the neighborhood of handicapped people was an important experience for me. I learned back then to treat them in a very normal way.
Soho is a gritty former mercantile area that has, of course, evolved into the most bourgeois neighborhood in New York.
The Bronx, I remember, was a very poor neighborhood, but that was all that immigrants could afford at that time. Life was tough. I grew up – my father didn’t have a job, but there weren’t too many people who did have jobs.
I never felt out of control. It was just the way I lived my life. I was the neighborhood bully.
I grew up in a modest neighborhood just outside of Los Angeles. It was an industrial community of blue-collar, working people… some of the hardest-working people I’ve ever met.
Our children… deserve to grow up in an environment where fear is not their constant companion. And I’m determined to do everything I can to make sure every kid – in every neighborhood regardless of zip code, economic status and race or ethnicity – is able to live a life of safety.
I never really thought of my neighborhood in South Philly as being a neighborhood; it was more a state of mind. For people who aren’t familiar with those kinds of places, it’s a whole different thing. Like, 42nd Street in New York City is a state of mind.
I could’ve shot the whole East Village, because it was and is my neighborhood. But Seventh Street is precious to me.
I was raised in a Baptist household, went to a Catholic church, lived in a Jewish neighborhood, and had the biggest crush on the Muslim girls from one neighborhood over.
Deep walkability describes a city that is built in such a way that you can move from one area to another on foot, on bicycle, on transit and have an experience that remains a pleasant one, that you feel you are welcome not just in the neighborhood but moving between neighborhoods.
I sang in church, but growing up in the neighborhood, music was more of an expression of relief or entertainment.
When I was a kid, I played sports a lot. My mom and dad were divorced, but I hung out in the neighborhood a lot, and it was all about sports. I would be out all day on the sand lot or on the hockey rink. My dad would take me to baseball games, but he worked so hard, and he would always fall asleep.
When Muslims live and grow up in a separate neighborhood in London, they are surrounded only by their culture. They don’t need to integrate with other cultures, they don’t need to mix with other people… When we don’t live together, we start hating each other.
It was like I lived in a little suburban neighborhood in the middle of New York City because I could run around barefoot or, you know, completely independently from a very young age in the safety of this building where I knew everybody and where I had friends on every floor, and I knew the bellmen in the lobby.
As a kid, I loved leading ‘dance camp’ in my garage for the neighborhood kids. I would choreograph really intricate routines for us to perform. It was so much fun!
It’s a nice neighborhood, like the one I left. My home borough is Brooklyn and Queens.
What is a Muslim neighborhood? How many Muslims have to be in a neighborhood before it becomes worthy of checking papers and kicking in the doors of homes and businesses?
After convincing myself that was maybe you should at least help out your neighborhood, I really started to think about it later on in life.
Anything we can do in the near future that begins to stimulate the interest of people – seeing somebody down the street have an opportunity to go into space – buoys up the whole neighborhood.
I was an only child, a hard-case kid, in a rough neighborhood. But I always fought my battles.
I lived in an all-black neighborhood, followed by an all-white one, and other kids in the always called me Mexican in both neighborhoods.
We came from a neighborhood that was kind of older, so we didn’t have that many kids that would go out and play. We moved into a neighborhood that has, like, 50 kids in it. There are 12 houses where we kind of all share a big backyard, and we’re all circled in there. If one kid goes out there, they all go out and play.
I believe that every child in Maryland deserves a world-class education, regardless of what neighborhood they grow up in.
The parents of teenagers would love to have a car that won’t go very far or go very fast. They could just cruise around the neighborhood, drive it to school, see their friends, plug it in overnight.
I was raised in Mimico, a small neighborhood just outside of Toronto, Canada. One of the most culturally diverse cities in the world.
What’s wrong with Hell’s Kitchen? You don’t change a neighborhood by changing its name. You change it by building a school.
Growing up in New Orleans and just being in a poverty-stricken neighborhood gave me that same fire that Eazy had to separate himself from what could have ended up being such a bad situation.
Watching ‘WrestleMania’ growing up, it was like a neighborhood party. It was like the Super Bowl on my block, the only difference was, football was only around for 16 weeks while wrestling was every Saturday.
I think Mr. Trump would have benefitted from growing up in my neighborhood. He would have learned the limits of his braggadocio.
We have to restore power to the family, to the neighborhood, and the community with a non-market principle, a principle of equality, of charity, of let’s-take-care-of-one-another. That’s the creative challenge.
My first job was cutting grass. In Miami, this grass grows everywhere. You just get the lawn mower out, walk down the neighborhood, cut grass.
Throughout my childhood, a heavy cloud of pain and disappointment and insecurity hovered over my home, my little street, my neighborhood, Jewish Jerusalem, Jewish Israel.
For me, education has never been simply a policy issue – it’s personal. Neither of my parents and hardly anyone in the neighborhood where I grew up went to college. But thanks to a lot of hard work and plenty of financial aid, I had the opportunity to attend some of the finest universities in this country.
An activist is one who is actively involved in creating community, whether that is locally in their neighborhood or internationally. It is an admirable quality.
I was born in San Francisco’s Chinatown in 1948 but grew up in a black neighborhood. During elementary and middle school, I commuted to a bilingual school in Chinatown. So I did not confront white American culture until high school.
I remember Jerry Lewis said once that when small, he was the nutty kid in his neighborhood and I was the same way.
The people run the country. So if people didn’t want you shooting in their neighborhood, there’s no authority that can tell them they have to. That’s why it’s called the People’s Republic of China.
I grew up in an inner city neighborhood called the Benson Hurst section of Brooklyn, which was a very embracing, warm, family-type neighborhood.
I first started actually playing guitar when I was eleven years old. I had some neighborhood friends who told me they were starting a band and needed a guitarist. I told my folks, and by the next day I had a guitar lesson set up with a local teacher.
Well, actually, if you can stay in your home that is a better deal for the neighborhood. It’s certainly a better deal for the person that is in their home, rather than to be on the street and for that house to go into foreclosure and become a problem for the whole community.
And besides, I’m so in Dutch with my neighbors here that I thought that was better than getting them all upset with what might be a fake bomb scare where they’d have to clear out the whole neighborhood.
I was the kid in the neighborhood that was directing everyone else. I was director from the time I was a child.
I have always lived in Amsterdam. During the war, we inhabited the Rivieren neighborhood where many Jews lived at the time. Our downstairs neighbors were Jews, and there were also Jews a few houses from us. We saw how they were rounded up and taken away. That made a very great impression on me.
Those were hard times, but I loved living there. I would walk on the tracks, hopping, skipping. I enjoyed the neighborhood, I enjoyed El Paso. I remember being chased by tumbleweeds on windy days; they came up to my neck.
I was born in Detroit, in an all black neighborhood.
When I grew up, I had everything you could ask for, and I kind of didn’t appreciate it. Because it was a given for me. Everybody that grew up in my neighborhood was going to have an opportunity to go to college. I took that for granted. I always regret that.
I want to buy up a gang of properties in my neighborhood and give people the chance to live in new buildings. We should make our areas nice.
