HUBERT SAWYERS III

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Letter from the President: March 2014

As the president of the North Rosedale Park Civic Association, I get the privilege to provide the first article in our neighborhood’s monthly publication, The Rosedale Tattler. Since we do not [yet] have a blog feature on our site, I will republish my letters here until we do.

Any feedback you want to provide is a-okay by me.

This past Valentine’s Day marks the two-year anniversary of closing on our North Rosedale Park home.

A lot has happened to my two-person-and-a-cat family in two years. We remodeled our kitchen. We connected with a bunch of young neighbors in Grandmont-Rosedale and formed a potluck group. I got laid off. I joined the NRPCA board. I reinstated my company and got a bunch of freelance work. Always Brewing Detroit opened. Eliza became block captain. We rescued a frightened kitten and an equally-frightened large dog [on different days], nursed puppies, and trap-neutered-released a fleet of feral neighborhood cats. Our potluck group got huge. Eliza got a new job. We experienced our first major home issue and fixed said issue. I got a new job. And on and on. Now I’m president of our glorious civic association.

Through it all, two things remain constant for us:

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Letter from the President: February 2014

As the president of the North Rosedale Park Civic Association, I get the privilege to provide the first article in our neighborhood’s monthly publication, The Rosedale Tattler. Since we do not [yet] have a blog feature on our site, I will republish my letters here until we do.

Any feedback you want to provide is a-okay by me.

Hi. If you are reading this, please know I am excited for the opportunity to get to know you better this year. There may be little that we know of one another currently, but one thing is true: we are or were neighbors.

I don’t know about you, but that means a lot to me.

You see, my family has lived in North Rosedale Park since 1985. My brothers and sister have come and gone, come and gone again (we are the children of Boomers after all).

Regardless of what year in my NRP history I consider, the fondest memories will always involve people. Whether it is a block club picnic, hosted at the gigantic yard of the late Mel Ravitz, or the award-winning June Day parade float which became a play structure in our backyard, I always remember the people involved in those events.

Those people were North Rosedale Park to me.

Sure, the houses are all big and nice. The boulevards are a nice touch as well. None of that really matters though.

Lest we forget, Detroit has had countless big houses. Boston-Edison has some impressive boulevards. The difference is, many of the big houses are shells of their former selves, or not even in existence. The big mansions in Boston-Edison look amazing, but you cannot help but feel it is missing something.

You know, people.

Almost 30 years later, my parents still hold down my childhood home on Warwick. Many of the fine people who lived on our block are also still there. People who I consider family.

And many of the families I came to know through reading The Tattler fortunately are around as well. The Evalts. The Ratkowskis. Jim and Betty Johnson. People who I now call friends.

In a weird twist of fate, thanks to this very publication, my wife, Eliza, and I decided to buy on the very same street about a block north.

It was a delight, but not really surprising, the reception we received when we moved here. We were quickly embraced by our immediate neighbors and casual strolling neighbors from adjoining streets. It fortified our excitement to live in a place we felt to be a prestigious area. 

Neighbor, all pandering aside, North Rosedale Park is what it is because of each and every one of us.

Sure, there are many of you who would say “things are not the same”. I, too, would be a part of the group.

That does not dissuade me though. Change is constant; there is no denying it. My interest is making sure the change stays positive.

North Rosedale Park remains a great place to live, thanks to people like former presidents, Cheryl Buswell, Jim Johnson, and Marsha Bruhn. Also people like Mary Davis, Nicole Daniels, Richard Castillo, and Marcia Closson.

Today, we have the opportunity to make sure change stays on our side. North Rosedale has long prospered due to consistent interpersonal activity in and around the neighborhood. NRP will continue to do so as long as we remember what is required to have such a neighborhood: being a neighbor.

I would like to make a neighborly request as President. Let’s get to know one another, if nothing more to understand who reads our storied newsletter

I am serious. I want to hear from you, regardless if you no longer live in the neighborhood. If you are reading this Tattler, then your friendship is a great interest to me. Please email me at President@NorthRosedalePark.org and let me know what you appreciate(d) most about North Rosedale Park.