WELCOME BACK DELBLOGGOLO!

If you are old enough you remember the TV hit ‘WELCOME BACK KOTTER’.  It was a show about a teacher and his sweat hog students, students that were brilliant in their philosophy of life and incapable of the schoolwork. But most of all, it was about Brooklyn, the streets, and sights, the lingo and accentuation of a place that is to this day special.

Is it the sacred soil of Brooklyn that makes it so unique? Is it the people that once infused with the air of the borough become tied forever to that heritage?

This weekend I went to Brooklyn, and as I stood on the corner of Classon and Myrtle Avenue I got the sense of home again. The three-story buildings, the sky always high since it framed these three-story apartment buildings that housed the living and the hardworking and the entrepreneurs that make up this great place.

As I walked down the street and watched the young up and coming Americans, the doctors, lawyers and Wall Street dealmakers walking hand-in-hand along the beautiful sun-lit boulevard and enjoyed their Labor Day celebration.

The restaurants and specialty shops that dot the lane, the new along with the old adorn the sights of this special place make one feel alive and happy to witness it all. The mix of cultures, the different flavors of people that make the populace so unique celebrate what America really is all about, a diverse society of doers and thinkers, making America great as it always has been and that has never left us.

My wife and son (a new Brooklynite) and I went into a small sandwich shop for a bite to eat, and there were all the inhabitants standing in line patiently as they must have 50 and 60 and 70 years ago, living their lives by the rules, searching for soups, salads and sandwiches, mostly young and exciting and as you look on, see the vitality that is Brooklyn.

Move over Manhattan Island, here comes Brooklyn, once again.