The Tiny Record Empire in Cleveland

There’s only one Berry Gordy, but Rust Belt America in the 1960s and ‘70s was also home to at least a handful of African-American-run recording studios that thrived without bank loans ...

2015-01-28T11:42:54+00:00 August 18th, 2013|

Cleveland’s Little Iraq

My husband and I moved to Cleveland from a high rise in Queens with bewildered giddiness. In the mornings, we woke to the sounds of birds chirping. No sirens, no honks. Although the downtown was eerily quiet, traffic moved.

2015-05-14T08:31:48+00:00 August 12th, 2013|

A Transplant’s Tale

Ten years ago, I was living in Oberlin, a college town 30 miles from Cleveland. I was newly divorced, and ready to start dating, but not anyone in my small, company town. So I met Cleveland men.

2015-01-28T11:31:39+00:00 June 11th, 2013|