Since I went to NYC for the first time last month, I’ve been interested in learning and reading more about these iconic places and the stories behind and before them. And my love for place-making aligned so much with the title of this book, I just had to pick it up!
It was, in all honesty, a bit more dense than I thought it would be. But Jelly-Shapiro is a geography academic, so I was not deeply surprised. Despite this, all of you who love this city, American history, and place-making should add it to your reading list.
I absolutely loved the author's approach to place, indelibly linked to history and persons, but also reaching into what will be. There is a Western Apache teaching that “wisdom sits in places,” and this book definitely unpacked New York City with this in mind.
From Broadway’s translation from an Indigenous trail whose width impressed colonizers to a noun synonymous with iconic musical theater the world over to Manhattan’s own birth from a Native tongue, this book interrogates the histories we know and those we hear less about. Jelly-Shapiro speaks to the implicit challenge in understanding Indigenous meanings of place names, because just as many family names were butchered at Ellis Island, much of what we know today about Indigenous names come from journals of explorer crews of the like of Henry Hudson’s or Dutch & British colonial settlers, who inevitably recorded both spelling and pronunciation incorrectly. It is deeply sad to think of that lost history and story.
One of the most magical pieces of this book to me was viewing Washington Irving’s Sleepy Hollow as instilling a national memory of the nation’s Dutch past. The Van Tassels and Van Garretts, Reverend Steenwyck, and other family names are enshrined in our collective memory (and at least my annual viewing of the Tim Burton classic).
Another homage I appreciated, was the look into Hamilton (through and beyond Lin-Manuel Miranda’s epic) to how this particular immigrant founding father has been hallowed in his hometown of NYC from its beginning. Within this same story is that of the Marquis de Lafayette, America’s favorite fighting Frenchman, whose name is now attached to 72 cities across the nation (e.g., Fayetteville, North Carolina).
An American efficiency that began in NYC itself was the putting off of the Old-World way of street names changing with each city block. New Yorkers, Jelly-Shapiro notes, “began conceiving of their streets, whether they ran a few blocks or a few miles, as more like rivers than places.”
I highly recommend it to those who fell for the Big Apple just as I did.