Here, where each street is named for Thomas Alva Edison,there are men in each pane of our windows, stabbinglittle flags into our assaulted lawn, marking where they will tearup the grass to replace the subterranean power line, all at our expense. Everything is opposite now. Instead of my husband, I signall the checks, lift the heavy packages, roll the chest-high rural garbagecans to the curb … Continue reading In This Electric City by Rochelle Jewel Shapiro