The Bronx.

I Met Rob this afternoon and he showed me around his neighbourhood which was fantastic to see.
Interestingly enough it felt much more like home for me than I thought it might. There were a lot of social housing blocks and most earn an average wage of $15,000 a year which is very low, We talked and walked and it was so very interesting to hear that in spite of being what 4000 miles apart from our youngsters at home the story sounded so familiar indeed, the area in so many ways over the years has been forgotten and left although there was a real sense of community with a real sense of low self worth and despondency that hung on every corner. On most corners you would find a graffiti shrine for one youth or other who had either been lost to the law, crime or just a sad accident but never the less remembered and loved by many, we were able to go into one of the many blocks that stood tall and the same situation remained, stairwells that smelt of urine, drug and alcohol remnence left and disgaurded. There is really so much I could say and I want to tell all but just cant find the words right now, I have been invited back on Thursday so will see more and take more photos. I will write more then and find the words so until then.......