A whole lot of people are going to be disappointed to read the article I just saw on foxnews.com saying that you can’t travel back in time. I’m surprised it took the physicists this long to figure that one out. Obviously they’ve never tried to go back to where they grew up.
I grew up in Brooklyn on this little dead end street called Dahl Court. I have no idea what the origins of that street were. It was like some developer came walking down 58th Street and randomly said, “Gee why don’t we stick a street right here between 18th & 19th Avenue, just for the heck of it.”
We moved there the summer before my 5th birthday all the way from a 4 family apartment about 3 blocks away. If my math is right, it would have been 1962. In the Fall of 1976, we moved from there to Long Island.
A couple of years ago, I drove past Dahl Court. It didn’t look at all like I remembered. For one thing, the street was paved. In all the years I lived there, that street had never been paved. It was broken up into 3 sections: The middle section appeared to have been paved like a normal street at some point in the past. The sections on either side of them were cracked, pothole filled sections of what I think was cement. There was no through traffic on that block so we used to be able to play in the street but if we wanted to roller skate, you could only skate on the middle section because that was the only part that was smooth. You were taking your life in your hands if you wandered off onto one of the other sections.
That’s all the reminiscing for now but don’t worry. We’ll come back to this topic many more times here.