And I grew up in Princeton in the '70s. My parents told us to bike down John Street to get to our school (Community Park), but I wasn't wild about it, as there was a particular bunch of kids who would chase me and throw rocks at me. That wasn't fun. If coming home late from school, I'd take the longer route on Witherspoon — less likely to have rocks thrown at me and my bike. Turns out lots of people can be affected by tribalism.
In Response to: Across Nassau Street