Having once lived on Girard Avenue (South), and having once worked as a county case manager with a client who lived on Girard Avenue (North), I was intrigued when I read the April 30 Opinion Exchange headline "The tale of two Girards" — and disappointed with the rest. I had hoped to read about real people — kids with names — and not about ghetto/privileged character types.
Roger B. Day, Duluth
The writer is a retired Hennepin County social worker.
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Gary Marvin Davison undoubtedly recognizes that children on Minneapolis' North Side are bright, talented, creative, hardworking, playful, thoughtful and loving. He has apparently devoted much time and energy to helping children in this community realize their potential. However, his "Tale of two Girards" did nothing to assist and much to offend.
Davison perpetuates the worst possible stereotypes: "Mama never came home last night; Daddy never has been around." It is inconceivable that he would portray an entire community in such an ugly light. In reality, despite living under challenging circumstances, there are many parents, grandparents, neighbors and friends who are doing everything in their power to support children in their community — coaching them, reading to them, helping with homework, driving them to dance class or drum line, and leading church programs.
Even more egregious than Davison's perpetuation of stereotypes were his hostile and uninformed comments about Bethune Community School, where I have the privilege of serving as a Reading Partners volunteer. I suspect that Davison has not been to Bethune since Cheryl Martin became principal there. Ms. Martin obviously cares deeply about all of her students and their families. Her team of teachers, administrative staff, social workers and counselors are equally genuine. The atmosphere at Bethune is very positive, and students generally seem very happy to be at school. Mr. Davison ought to visit Bethune. Perhaps he will then try collaborating with — rather than tearing down — those who share his vision.
Kristi Heistad, Edina
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Davison's commentary hit home where I live, 300 feet south of the accompanying photo of the sign at 51st and Girard Avenue S. The neighborhood is desirable, but it doesn't tell the whole story of how we live there. I recently attended a 50th anniversary of my graduation class from the University of Minnesota School of Architecture. There, we compared notes and found that most of my (20) classmates were the first graduates from college in their respective families. All or almost all had gone on to very successful careers in architecture.