Ithaca St, Elmhurst

I grew up on Ithaca Street, in the heart of Queens, New York. I attended Elmhurst Elementary, several blocks away. The street is covered with brick colored two story brownstone with about five feet between each building. The yards are sparse, the houses ugly, and clogged together, but the people that live in these neighborhoods are the warmest, kindest, and most decent people I have ever encountered in my travels. It is true that my childhood was many years ago, and Ithaca Street is a bit more weary looking, slightly more down trodden, but the people remain the same. I visit several times a year, and still have relatives that live in the area. It remains a trueblood All American Street, when you think of the baseball, apple pie, and the old school streets of Queens, New York.