If you believe Chris Christie still has a chance to be president, I’ve got a (GW) Bridge to sell you

This was republished at the Daily Kos; go read the complete article and any earlier postings.


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Newark, New Jersey, and Philip Roth

I lived for many years in and around Newark, New Jersey. I had moved from San Diego to Los Angeles and then onto St. Louis on the way to Northern New Jersey. I started my serious adult career in a tall office building in the center of Newark that famously had trilobites fossilized in the marble surrounding the elevators. For a while I lived just over the line in East Orange but later moved to a small apartment close to the park (on the Belleville side). I took the city trolley into work most days or a bus that ran down Franklin and dropped me off near the Newark Museum.

This was a time not long after the riots but before the major changes to the downtown shopping areas. Newark was a fine city, not without its problems, but well-controlled by the likes of Hugh Addonizio and Tony Imperiale with an open hand and a pocketful of corruption.

Although I was most familiar with the North Ward and the neighboring towns like Nutley, Bloomfield, and Belleville, I commuted to work for several years with a co-worker from the south side:  Weequahic and Irvington. This was Philip Roth country but it was early in the writer’s career so I didn’t recognize my familiarity with the many local sites that would later make his novels so real to me.

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Seaside Heights

Eight years ago, disabled and tired of snow, my wife and I moved down here to South Carolina. It took almost six years to sell the house in New Jersey (thank you Mr. Bush) but eventually a young buyer got his first house under the Federal rebate program at that time (thank you Mr. Obama). Tonight I wonder if that house is still there?

Actually, although the house was on the water, it was on the mainland side of the bay and a ways up a small river. The larger rivers (and inlets) were to the north and to the south so there is a chance the house escaped. I’m not too sure about the boats in the area:  high tides and high winds would bring most boats right up on the land and possibly crashing into houses and cars. I only have one bit of news from the area and it only involves friends being without electricity at least until the weekend, but they are safe and their house is fine.

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