I very much enjoyed reading “Across Nassau Street” (cover story, April 26). It brought back happy memories of living in the neighborhood across from the University. During my senior year I didn’t want to live on campus. Instead, I stayed in a tumbledown house on Green Street with a group of other students. We were frequently asked by our neighbors to do something about our lawn, a tangle of weeds and tall grass. I regret it now, as I would feel the same if a group of students stayed in my neighborhood and let their garden go to weed in such a disastrous manner.
The house was in a sad condition, and we spent a lot of time fixing the plumbing and trying to patch the plaster. Still, it was a great year and a great place to live. We made many friends in the neighborhood, and often stopped to chat with them when we walked to Conte’s for pizza on a Saturday night.
I think I wore a path between that house and my carrel in Firestone Library. I’ve often wondered if the house continued to be a home for students and whether other people have memories of living there. After reading your article, I had a look at it on Google Earth and it looks just like I remembered it, all those years ago.