Protecting Pinecrest, Our Treasure

Growing up as a kid in the Buenos Aires of the 70s and 80s, I hold fond memories of playing on the street with my neighborhood friends, or riding my bike to school. It used to be that our parents would have to call us back into the house for dinner or to finish our homework. The neighborhood club gave us a place to hang out and be kids. This level of independence that my parents promoted and that the neighborhood in which I grew up allowed, gifted me with tons of wonderful memories, lifelong friendships, and invariably also had an influence on my personality of today.

Life in the 60s or 70s in the area of what is now known as Pinecrest wasn’t much different. In conversations with neighbors that have been living here that long, they fondly recall the days in which their kids used to play on the streets and ride their bikes to school. Sadly, much of that has been lost. We are not an exception to what has been a national trend. Fortunately, however, our A-rated schools, parks, centers of worship, and our community center have given us a channel to continue to build community and to offer our kids, our seniors, and every other resident an opportunity to connect, play, or spend quality time together. It is incredibly important to me that as we continue to evolve to exceed the quality of life expectations of a modern society, we protect this treasure that we have and bring back some of the dynamics from the 60s and 70s that we, our parents, and our grandparents cherish.

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Gracias, Papi.