Zora, Zora’s friend, and I were playing a mean game of tag at this playground. I was ‘it.’ Suddenly, I realized that our game had been joined by all 10 other kids on the playground. Usually, I nod to other parents on the playground, they nod to me. But we don’t have a whole lot of interaction. But at Palumbo, everyone was talking and playing with each other. Maybe it was an aberrant Saturday afternoon, but I kind of got the feeling that’s how everything was here at Palumbo. The playground is standard, but felt really neighborly. Also: there are easily accessible bathrooms. Both are huge pluses.
Visited: January 2013