Park Street Cultural Tour

Home on Park Street
Four Days in the Corridor
Experiencing Community
What the Kids Said

Day One
Chadbourne College
Sadie Pearson & Richard Davis
Trinity Church
Ideal Body Shop
Park Street Shoe Repair
Yee's Laundry
La Movida
Mercado Marimar
Bram's Addition

Day Two
Early Childhood Center
Yue-Wah Oriental Foods
Boys & Girls Club
Style & Grace Salon
St. Mark's Lutheran Church
Romnes Apartments
Yasmin's Halal Meat Market
Miracle's Home
Neighborhood House
Italian Workmen's Club
Family Potluck

Day Three
Meriter Hospital
Bayview Mural
Bocce Ball
Beth Israel Synagogue
Wisconsin Union Hoofers
Mexico Lindo
Fishing Along Wingra Creek

Day Four
AFL-CIO (Labor Temple)
Eugene Parks
Quality Ace Hardware
Oriental Shop
Lakeside Fibers
Chicken Underground
Family Daycare
Tropical Fish World
Quann Community Gardens
Multicultural Center

Street Scenes 1
Street Scenes 2
Park Street Delights 1
Park Street Delights 2

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Park Street Delights

Another memory I have is walking by the village co-housing and thinking how much it reminded me of one of those fairy tale villages that only have a few houses in the middle of who knows where.
–Sam R.

Holding ice at Meriter HospitalWhen I first got to Meriter Hospital I walked inside and saw lots of people hanging out and talking to each other in the lobby gift shop and other places. “This isn’t like a hospital,” I thought. “A hospital is where people go when they’re injured, or sick, ooorrr . . . having a baby! But was I wrong! A hospital has much, much more to it than that!
–Sam R.

I think that the most relaxing thing was the holding the ice and breathing activity [at Meriter Hospital].

I remember relaxing and slipping away into another world when we did the breath exercises at Meriter.

A knotted rope for sailorsThe strength of the figure eight follow-through knot. The splintery feel of the rope. The waves sloshing against the boat. The toxic smell of the paint and chemicals in the place where they fix boats.

I remember the shouting and the squealing of the seagulls when there was a storm coming at Lake Mendota. I was a tiny bit afraid when the storm was coming and they put the red flag up. That was kind of freaky.
–Sam O.

And then the Guadalupe Center when we ate dinner, that was so relaxing and peaceful.
–Sam O.

The bocce balls were round and all kinds of colors. The ball was heavy and itHolding two bocce balls felt hard and smooth. I enjoyed that bocce ball. I could hear the balls hitting each other and making a clicking sound.

The feel of the muddy bocce ball slipping from my fingertips.

“Clink!” 8 to 3! My ball hits the palino and I jump for joy as Alexandra and I exchange high-fives and grins.

I loved, just loved, looking for fishermen and just looking at the water and saying, “People fish in that?” Sometimes I think of the water as a glass pond.

The dazzling colors when first entering Lakeside Fibers.

One amazing thing was the voice of Eugene Parks. Another amazing thing was the colors and assortment of yarn at the Lake Side Fibers.

Eugene Parks speaking to the studentsI loved meeting Eugene Parks, because he spoke his mind and he didn’t seem to care about what other people thought about what he said. He said things from his heart, not what people would think would be right for other people.

[Eugene Parks] was a great speaker. I loved his style of talking and he just seemed so friendly I felt like the moment I met him that I had known him for years.

I loved listening to Eugene Parks, the way he directed his talk at us, the way he engaged us in the “conversation,” even though we didn’t talk.

“Every neighborhood has its own special ways. That’s what makes every neighborhood special,” booms Eugene Parks in his strong confident voice. I feel content in this room. He is right.

I was able to rest down in my sleeping bag feeling a very strong sense of security in South Madison with the Park Street corridor surrounding where I was sleeping and the quiet humming of cars on the street itself.

6:30 I wake up, I look out the window and see a street where my backyard should have been. “This is Park Street,” I say to myself. I felt at home.

Now I understand how many cultures there are and how nice my neighbors are here in Park Street.

Before this trip, I had a very limited view of what the Park Street corridor is. Now my horizons have broadened, and I am ready to face challenges that some of the people we talked to have already encountered. I now realize that even close to home, there are extraordinary people doing extraordinary things.

I would like to do the whole field trip all over again but without taking notes.

Now I see culture, discovery, and the chance to explore in everything.

A path along a waterway

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