A Glenville parent told me this week that she’s tired of “teddy bears and balloons” decorating her neighborhood. Another violent season is getting under way in Cleveland, announced grimly with a shootout near Patrick Henry High School on the summer solstice.
I think now of the summer of 2015, when the rapid-succession shooting deaths of three very young children only briefly rocked the city’s attention. Watching a family tape stuffed bears to a telephone pole is extremely surreal and sad, but on just about any day in Cleveland you can find a roadside vigil. The second half of the story that I wrote focuses on a Marathon gas station at East 116th and Union that, for a time, was considered so hot that Fourth District police officers wouldn’t even touch it. Not much has changed, despite our ballyhooed renaissance talk.