Life in and around the Union Center goes at its own pace, listens to its own music, lives by its own rules.\u00a0 A jarring combination of open and shut, welcoming and forbidding, not everyone is comfortable even visiting, not to mention moving in.\u00a0 A certain type is drawn here.\u00a0 When newcomers arrive by design or by fortuitous accident, everyone, residents and guest alike, knows right away if it’s going to work or not.<\/p>\n
The heart of Union Center is a zany, colorful, hustle-bustle kind of place where, to be perfectly honest, you never know what’s going to hit next.\u00a0 That’s the attraction for some, but what scares others off.\u00a0 This is no place for subterfuge or politicking.\u00a0 Unfeigned living and loving, giving and taking are the orders of the day.\u00a0 <\/p>\n
Though no one actually leaves the neighborhood, folks around here change their clothes a lot, putting on sometimes their party, other times their workaday duds.\u00a0 Life here is never dull and the folks who live in and around Union Center are glad when guests drop by, even unannounced.\u00a0 It takes a while to appreciate the ebb and flow of the living here.\u00a0 To newcomers it appears as if life happens in spectacular bursts, seasonal shows of glory and color, interlinear shouts sandwiched between long, somnolent stretches of green or worse, event-less grey and brown.\u00a0 Nothing could be farther from the truth.\u00a0 Characters in the play interact and intertwine. Philosophers (seems everyone at Union Center is a philosopher!) argue.\u00a0 The mysterious, sometimes tangled skein of relationships gets wound round this neighborhood’s hands in grand, great loops, and sometimes, little by little, gets rolled into a cozy, soft, ball.\u00a0 All this happens all the time.\u00a0 Even when the place gets drab, the activity doesn’t stop.<\/p>\n
These are the life and times of the Union Center.\u00a0 Pull up a chair and get to know this special place.\u00a0 The riders and the shakers, the ups and downs, the celebrations and tragedies unique to here are also, somehow, universal to families and neighborhoods everywhere across borders and boundaries, cultures and clans.<\/p>\n
Chapter 1 – My Neighbors<\/a><\/p>\n Chapter 2 – More Neighbors<\/a><\/p>\n Chapter 3 – Still More Neighbors: Late Spring at Union Center<\/a><\/p>\n Chapter 4 – Our Neighborhood’s Groups<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Life in and around the Union Center goes at its own pace, listens to its own music, lives by its own rules.\u00a0 A jarring combination of open and shut, welcoming and forbidding, not everyone is comfortable even visiting, not to … Continue reading