Arrggh! I wote you a lengthy reply last night, Don, but it disappeared into the ether! I also said Thanks to you, Mmario--
I remember you from Old Songs, I think. I'll try to answer your question about when and where I lived in Syracuse again, Don.

I was born in Syracuse (in 1949), as my father and both paternal grandparents had been. My father and I lived with his parents
in one flat of a Victorian two-family home on a one block-long
street next to the Midland Ave. Bridge over Onondaga Creek (or,
as we called it, "the crick"). Blaine Street and the whole neighborhood was changed in the latter part of the 50's when
block-busters "diversified" the neighborhood and "white flight" ensued. Then in the 70's "Urban Removal" came in and tore down
all those beautiful Victorians and put up some kind of cinder-
block housing projects.

I moved out when I was 18, and rented a couple different
apartments on the South Side. I got married, and my ex and I
took a couple different jobs out of town as houseparents for
kids in institutions, but we didn't last long at those. We got
an apartment just to the north of "down city", in a long 3 story building that I know has been gentrified. Next we tried the
country life, renting from a country slumlord in Plainville. Somewhere in there we joined the Salt City Song Miners, which is where I met Susan of DT. After that we lived with my father,
who had moved to Chittenango. We broke up, and I moved to the
Westcott neighborhood, and then to a neighborhood a bit west of "down city", and then back to Westcott.

After that, in 1976, I left town, and last night I told you
about where my journet took me, but I think I'll omit that,
because your question was when and where did I live in Syracuse.
I hope I amswered it, Don. Anyway, this is probably long
enough for something that no one else may care about. Maybe it
can count as folklore.....

All the best,

Marymac