Earlier tonight, I met up with my friend Laura Fitton and her two beautiful daughters for a walk around Boston Common and the Public Garden. While we were waiting for the girls’ au pair to drop them off, I gave Laura a quick tour of the South Station area. She caught it all on Qik.
You know you’re an architecture geek when you can name six buildings, in sequence.
This is but one of the reasons I know, know, that I was meant to live in the city. How many buildings in the suburbs have names like One Financial Center? The Fiduciary Trust Building? To me, the city, with all of its goods (convenience, a lower carbon footprint) and bads (crime, congestion), is home.
It says something when you are aware of your surroundings. Of the city you live in. It shows that, yes, you live here, but you truly like where you live. You respect it enough to learn about it. To make it your home.
No, I don’t think everyone should go learn the names of the buildings around the city. But know what makes the place you live your home. And hold on to that, show that to people that move in to your city.
And if you have to move to a new town, a new city, go out, discover that new place, find out what makes it tick, and make it your home.
