Becoming a Washingtonian
by Barbara Glickman
I have lived just over half my life here, moving here in 1980. I worked the summer of 1977 as an intern for the Dept. of Health, Education, and Welfare and lived in Georgetown and fell in love with the city. As a native New Yorker, I discovered that Washington easily offered all the sports and outdoor amenities that were so difficult to pursue in NYC. After work I could walk 2 blocks and swim or play tennis at the Georgetown pool, or go to the larger diversified Frances pool. Afterwards, I could visit any Smithsonian museum until 8 PM for free without worry of finding a parking spot by the museum or in Georgetown upon my return.
I moved here for good because my fiancé was working for the federal government, and he too was smitten with the city after several visits here-the rent, lifestyle opportunities, and parking were real attractive and still are. We knew that Washington was not as cosmopolitan as other cities at the time. It still is not a walk-able city, but many neighborhoods are quickly changing and one day it too will be a walk-able city. The federal government was my employer for ten years and I felt the tacit effect of the changes in administration. You could almost say that wearing an evening gown and going to an Inaugural Ball on the metro, along with everyone else on the metro wearing the same type of attire, makes you feel like a Washingtonian. But I also remember the times my colleagues and I would stop what we were doing and listen briefly to the 21-gun salute nearby at Arlington National Cemetery. I consider myself a Washingtonian because there is no other city I would rather live in.
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