Upon crossing the mighty George Washington bridge, bumper to bumper, I exit onto the Cross Bronx Expressway and then onto Crotona Parkway. Sitting on the exit ramp, catching my earliest glimpse of the South Bronx, my first thought was: "are my doors locked?"
Pulling up to Crotona Achievement Center, I realized that I wasn't going to be getting any warm reception for any of philanthropic notions I had of my next seven weeks.
Swim Time
Scattergories anyone?
Sunday, June 29, 2008
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Hockey!
slapshot... Bronx style
