I was born and raised in Rochester, NY. Once a week we were allowed to leave school early to attend what we called "religious instruction" at the local Catholic Church, which also had its own school. That church closed in 2008.
The hospital I was born in was torn down to make room for Section 8 housing. The grammar school I attended was turned into senior apartments. The high school I went to was torn down. Even the hospital my two sons were born at closed several years ago. And people wonder why I feel old.
>> Rochester, NY
Was there 5 years ago. Talk about west of the tracks...
“I was born and raised in Rochester, NY.”
That used to be a really nice city. It could be pretty again with the old architecture, waterways, etc.
A couple years ago Mom broke her hip and they took her to some dreadful hospital there — Highland something, I think. We were singled out for harassment by staff, and I’m sure it had to do with melanin.
I was born in St. Mary’s hospital (end of Genesee St. by where Brown St. began)and started school in St. Monica’s - then St Peter and Paul when we moved a few miles. Haven’t been to those areas in years.