Today I would have had three great photos if I’d had my camera with me. The empty-socketed windows of the Schofield Building on East 9th and Euclid, (it looks nothing like this anymore), a sodden couch and smashed bigscreen TV sitting in the middle of a vacant lot next to a shuttered porn shop on West 25th – like something out of The Wire – and a festively decorated run-down with the words “Merry Chritmas” [sic] sprayed on the window. Seeing all this in my first Cleveland snowfall of the season was appropriate. There are signs of poverty everywhere you look. You can ignore it, mock it, or give it a hand, and whichever you choose, it probably says a lot about how you treat Cleveland.
Most of us should choose the third choice more often, I know I should.