Hollywood Oaks
My Neighborhood Has Brangelina
The following article was selected as a finalist in Zócalo’s adopt-a-mayor contest.
I couldn’t imagine living anywhere but the Hollywood Oaks. I say this as an ex-New Yorker who grew up with 24-hour traffic noise and a steady bustle of sidewalk activity. Bordered on two sides by Griffith Park, the Oaks has neither. On particularly still nights, when the only loud noises are coyotes howling, my wife and I feel as if we live on the edge of civilization, not in the middle of a major city.
We love this dichotomy—the isolated …
