I love the Rochester Public Market! It haven't visited nearly enough since coming back. More organic farmer's markets like Brighten's on Sundays and South Wedge's on Thursday late afternoons took my attention in the first few months I was here. But this one beautiful fall day I took some out-of-town guests (I know! Some friends actually visited me here!) to the market and we ate delicious empanadas and then the owner of this gorgeous red truck let Zaya sit in the front seat.
I recently went back to the market for WXXI's (our local public radio) little gig to "Share a Kodak Story" on the heals of this company town's pride and joy multinational filing for bankruptcy. I initially was going to go and just blast them for the horrendous carbon footprint that the company left in Rochester, but then thought of the idea of bringing my 97-year-old grandfather down from his nursing home to speak about the 18-years of working there. I thought it would a) make my grandfather happy - he loves to go on and on, and b) make WXXI happy to have something a little more innocuous and personal than my uninformed and quite angry rants and raves. Later I was talking with a friend with rich knowledge of Rochester's union history who shared with me a terrific quote from Saul Alinsky about Kodak that I wish I had shared with WXXI, so I'll wrap this blog up with: "The only thing Kodak did for race relations was invent color film."
After 18 years away, I’ve moved home. I spent years anticipating this move, sometimes with excitement to be closer to old friends, dear family and affordable housing, but more often with fret of long isolating winters or lack of fun and exciting things to do. But: I have been pleasantly surprised! So I thought I’d blog about it. Share some fresh perspective. Btw: I’m a single mama, so these entries will be short, sweet and … raw. enjoy!
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