Memories
Memories of Joseph Avenue
and the Northeast Quadrant
Our community of Rochester and the Northeast Quadrant — spanning generations, with many former residents now spread across the globe — has come together in a unique way: sharing memories of Joseph Avenue, the Northeast Quadrant, and the neighborhood. Together, residents past and present share their stories as we all look ahead to a vibrant future transformed through the arts.
Our stories combine to create a new series: "Memories of Joseph Avenue and the Northeast Quadrant." We invite you to submit your memories of the neighborhood with us by emailing memories@josephavearts.org — you never know who you’ll inspire next!
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Some of our memories together may be those we most recently shared. Memories that inspire us and create a deep sense of community. For Christina, inspiration derives from the many voices who came together in song and created memories that will last a lifetime through the Northeast Family and Community Choir.
Sometimes the best memories are made in the quiet spaces beyond the busy streets — on a peaceful road lined with children playing, filled with families full of pride for each other and in their growing community. This week, we travel back behind Joseph Avenue and around the corner from Clifford Avenue, tucked on quiet Loomis Street with Bnai Israel as a backdrop.
Who remembers Cohen's Kosher Restaurant? Or having family and friends just a few quick steps away?
Walk down the Avenue and you will meet someone you know. Kids will be playing baseball and basketball on the street. People will be going into and out of each other's homes without calling ahead first.
Travel back to the old neighborhood and remember the sights and smells of Cohen's Restaurant and Fox's Deli, the men of the barbershops, and the many adventures that were shared up and down the streets.
Recounting memories of the historic shops once at the heart of the community.
A Memory by Michael Rothman from August 1956
Sometimes the clearest memories we have are the simple ones. The moments that pass by every day, that may seem insignificant at the time, but later they become a sacred thing to cherish for the rest of your life.