One of my earliest fishing boat memories was a persnickety deckhand named Roy who was best known for his desultory one-liners that occasionally landed on funny. One of his better gags was offered when a customer would catch a fish and ask, "are these good eating?"
"Oh, man!" Roy would offer excitedly. "Do you like eating like awesome fried chicken?!?"
"Yeah!" was the usual reply.
"Well, they don't taste ANYTHING like chicken," Roy would say dryly.
Crocker Park is a similar punchline. Do you like pristine parks with manicured lawns, attractive surroundings, benevolent visitors who leave the place better than they found it, and a peaceful, quiet environment?
Yeah, well, Crocker Park ain't that.
A roughly rectangular plot of spotty grass and city trees peppered liberally with trash cans and surrounded by parking lots, transients, and the cacophony of traffic on the nearby 5 freeway.
Green places are important in the city, and relative to the endless concrete, steel, and plastic of Capitol Mall, this little stretch of chlorophyllic life forms attached to Crocker museum are a welcome respite. Interestingly, a ten minute drive in several directions will get you to a much more convincing version of nature... or at least a nicer park. read more