Thoughts on the Cream City

One of the joys of coaching speech and debate is that when your students qualify to National tournaments you have an excuse to go places that would not ordinarily be on your travel itinerary. After coaching for almost two decades you also sometimes get the unique opportunity to return to those places. My team last attended a Nationals in Milwaukee in 2004 , the year I graduated from college. So much has happened in the intervening years, one of the students on that trip is working for the foreign service in Cote D’ Ivoire, another has an adorable little girl, and I am clearly not directly out of college. As people change so do cities.

In some ways returning to Milwaukee was familiar, we stayed in the same hotel an Art Deco beauty and went to a Brewers game (albeit the first time it was merely two years after Miller Park was opened). However, there was an overlay of newness and prosperity to the downtown that was not present in 2004. The plan for the city was probably already in motion but it had not come to fruition yet. The walk we took in 2004 featured stretches of empty storefronts which were frankly reminiscent of the downtown I grew up in. But now restaurants, breweries, and stores have filled in the void. Gentrification has taken hold of neighborhoods that weren’t even on the tourist map in 2004 for better or for worse. The hipster culture seems to found it’s Mid-Western home with an independent coffee spot, distillery, and creamery every few blocks in these newly developed neighborhoods. An active bike share program can be found throughout the city. As this new life for the city develops it does open the Pandora’s box of moral quandaries about development and the populations that are displaced by the policies that encourage it.

There is another question that occurred to me. Is the new look of Milwaukee entirely because of the development of the city or could it be partly due to my evolution as a traveler? Am I better now seeking out experiences and restaurants that I was fifteen years ago. Certainly some of the places we went were the same,- we went to the ballpark, ate at the Safehouse (although this year we discovered the Wisconsin Press Club and its collection of autographs), and we explored the Milwaukee Public Museum, which was the site of a longtime inside joke for the past team concerning the IMAX movie Mysteries of the Nile. But this time we ate at Mader’s, a classic German restaurant opened in 1902, and toured the Miller factory. Both of those were available to us in 2004 but were not on our itinerary. This time we also went to the National Bobblehead Hall of Fame and Museum (opened in January 2019) and Clock Shadow Creamery, for a cheese making tour, which is less than five years old. I think the truth probably lies in between the city and me. the old adage is true you truly can never step into the same river twice.

Every visit to a city reveals new things and there is never enough time to do all that you may wish. I still have not made my own cheesehead, nor have I seen the block of Frank Lloyd Wright homes, or visited the oldest active bowling alley in the United States. There may never be enough time for everything, but you certainly can try.

Five years later.....

So five years ago I thought I would start a blog about my reading life and other topics. I lasted one post. I have no recollection of what circumstances led to my lapse in productivity but it happened. Here I stand reminded of my once fervent wish for a blog by the reoccurring charge on my credit card statement much like I am reminded my intense desire for access to an all anime channel to watch Yuri on Ice and my well meaning attempts to go to the gym. Reoccurring membership charges are the conscience of the digital age. So here I stand five years away from the first and only post of this blog in entirely different circumstances. For one, the description of me as a New Yorker is no longer accurate, although not entirely inaccurate. I have left living with a roommate in Hell’s Kitchen full time to live in my hometown alone (although with frequent nights spent under my family’s roof). I keep at least three toes in the city by renting a room from one of my close friends in Chelsea and signing myself up for necessary commitments like diorama classes at the museum of Natural History. I have moved from telecommuting to working in the office with actual face time with clients and court appearances. I have thrown myself or have been thrown in community activities ranging from an arts festival to challenging the local school board at every turn. Suffice it to say that I have changed in the intervening time. But not that much, I still have way too many books (which I definitely realized moving over two dozen boxes across state lines) and I still have opinions. Stay tuned to hear them.

Organizing my reading life...

I am frequently a haphazard reader. I usually have three to five books in progress and have no compunction of picking up new ones where and when I find them.  I am a voracious reader and consumer of books (a distinction I had never heard of until last weekend and I am still not positive exists). However this month something shifted just a bit. As I was in the process of updating my Goodreads account with all of my recent Kindle purchases, I began skimming through all of my purchased but not read books on the site.  As someone who as never maintained any sort of to be read list beyond the pile that is in immediate reach of my arm or the first page of my Kindle, i was shocked to discover the books that I had either metaphorically or literally buried as I went off in search of the next best thing.  The next step was actually organizing the books that physically exist in my room. I placed all of the already read books to the back and moved the ones patiently waiting to be read to the front. I discovered for some reason I buy a lot more non fiction in book form than fiction which is opposite from my digital purchases (also counter-intuitive as one of the reasons I love my Kindle is not having to lug around large books and nonfiction tends to be heavier than fiction).  So with this knowledge in hand I have set out a few new ground rules for my reading life.   One is a more comprehensive examination as to what I am reading through a spreadsheet consisting of when a book was read, what form it was read in, what genre it is in, and why I bought the book in the first place.  I hope this will allow me to be a better consumer as I can see why I read what I read. (wishful thinking but it will also give me statistics on my reading life which I love). Additionally I am setting the goal of reading two books I already own for every new book purchased.  I started this by establishing a goal of reading ten already owned books before purchasing a new one. I am in the middle of the tenth without breaking down but as I am going to one of my favorite bookstores (the Harvard) this weekend I am not sure how this will work out.  I made the large mistake of including in the ten already purchased books, three that were the beginnings of series so I am going a little crazy desiring the next books in each.  I am already seeing how this structure may be problematic for me as I read thematically and limiting myself to what I have purchased restricts that.  But with restriction usually comes creativity so we shall see.  Hopefully this blog will follow my miraculous ability to stay within my new parameters but it is more likely that it will be witness to a complete breakdown of my newly structured reading life.