I received a terrific surprise over
the weekend. Getting my mail on Saturday, I found a cardboard envelope in my
mass of bills and garbage. I opened it up, and lo and behold, the book about my
old neighborhood had come to me, about a month and a half early.
"Rochdale
Village: Robert Moses, 6,000 Families, and New York City's Great Experiment in
Integrated Housing" (Cornell University Press) is the 323-page hardcover
book that I, and many of my fellow former Rochdale Village residents, have been
waiting to be written for decades. The story of Rochdale really is the story of
New York City in the 1960s and early 1970s, and using a broader stroke, it is a
microcosm of the history of urban America during that period.
Written by
Peter Eisenstadt, who, among other things, is the editor of the Encyclopedia of
New York State--and whose brother, Eric, I used to play ball with--this tome
takes the reader from the earliest proposals for such a massive development--20
buildings of 13 floors each, at the time, the largest cooperative housing
development in the world--to all the trials and tribulations of its
construction, its population, and how it changed the urban landscape.
My family
was one of the 6,000 families that lived there, and in our seven years there,
we personally went from thinking that this place was something of a Garden of
Eden to our belief that we were in a living hell there, and everything in
between.
Rochdale
Village--named after the first cooperative development in England--was an
experiment in urban living that might never be duplicated ever again. It was
designed to provide affordable housing to middle income families, and it was
the largest experiment in integrated housing in New York City--and maybe even
the entire country--in the 1960s.
Built on the
site of the old Jamaica Racetrack, it was a development that was plunked right
in the middle of one of the most famous minority areas in the United States,
with the idea that blacks--as well as whites--would live together in such a
development, with whites having the largest portion of the population. Add to
that test tube that a majority of the whites were from an oppressed minority
themselves--a high proportion of the population was Jewish--and you get a mix
that was both energetic and volatile.
The site was
a virtual city within a city. Not only were the streets interconnected so that
you never had to cross a street to get to any one of the sites in the
development, but it had its own shopping areas--two malls--and its own power
plant. During the 1965 Blackout, it was one of the few areas with even a scant
amount of electrical power.
The
experiment worked beyond the creators' wildest dreams in the mid-1960s. Blacks
and whites did live together in harmony within the development. However, those
living outside the development were never comfortable with such a massive
project in their neighborhood, and due to a number of factors, there were
problems between the insiders and the outsiders from about Day One of the
project.
Not getting
the project off on the right foot was that early on, minority laborers and
construction people were not allowed to work on the project, which got the goat
of the surrounding community. There were many other confrontations, but what
some--including myself--thought was the proverbial "straw that broke the
camel's back" happened in 1968.
With the
schools starting to move in a downward spiral due to a number of factors,
including an extremely bitter school strike, another major blow to the
experiment was the assassination of Martin Luther King. This unfortunate
incident led to much malice between those inside the community and those on the
outside, and the "white flight" of the late 1960s and early 1970s was
a result, at least in part, of this and many other incidents that galvanized
around the death of the civil rights leader and how that impacted the Rochdale
Village envionment.
Today,
Rochdale Village continues to stand, with an almost entirely black population.
I am
simplifying the whys and wherefores of this community, but I can tell you that
for the Baby Boomer kids like myself who grew up there, we truly lived in a
Nirvana. As a little kids, there seemed to be a million of us who lived in the
development (really thousands), and you didn't have one friend, you had many,
many friends--black, white, Jew, non-Jew.
I lived
there from the age of seven to 14, and I can tell you that the racial aspect
only reared its head during our last years there, and certainly after King
died.
Nobody cared
about race--we just wanted enough kids to play punchball or touch football.
But when
King died, everything changed. It just wasn't the same place anymore. It was if
the heart and soul of the community died with King.
The amazing
thing is that 40 years after I left there--and most of my fellow baby boomers
left there too--there is an extremely active social community revolving around
our old neighborhood, and I am proud to count myself as part of this.
It started
out on something called Delphi Forums and moved over to Facebook, but lots of
former kids that I grew up with--we're all in our fifties, many of us have our
own kids, and some of us are grandparents--regularly speak to each other about
the old neighborhood as well as a variety of other subjects.
It is truly
amazing, and one of my personal most amazing events revolving around this
social networking was held this summer, when I had a whole bunch of people I
hadn't seen in decades over to my house for a barbecue, one of the numerous events
this group has had over the past 15 years or so. It was so much fun seeing my
old friends and acquaintances--it's as if we never left the old neighborhood.
Was Rochdale
Village a success or failure? The jury is still out on this, but Eistenstadt's
book crystallizes the events and circumstances that will allow the reader to
reach a conclusion himself.
The book is
fully footnoted, and I am proud to say that I am quoted several times in the
book and my name is in the book's extensive index.
It is a
wonderful, insightful read, and anyone interested in urban culture will be
interested in this book.
And I am
proud to have been a part of both Rochdale--the greatest place for a kid to
have grown up in--and this book.
It is a
legacy that I--and countless other fellow Rochdale Village baby boomers--don't
take lightly.
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