Cione Field in Philadelphia's Riverwards neighborhood at Lehigh and Aramingo used to be one of those
special places where one could enjoy the gentle breezes of spring and summer while
sitting on a bench with a chicken salad sandwich. The field (it is officially
registered as a playground) with its large space capable of “hosting” team
sports like soccer, lacrosse, baseball or football, was for years also used as
a walker’s short cut to other parts of the neighborhood or as a place for a
leisurely stroll when one felt the urge to walk
on green instead of asphalt.
While I rarely get an urge to walk on green, I don’t necessarily want
to have to walk all the way to Penn Treaty
Park to do so. I shouldn’t have to
hike to Penn Treaty
Park for a small dose of green,
especially since Cione Field is in my own neighborhood. A handy, ready-made
nearby community field (as Cione Field is repeatedly called) is the perfect place
for nearby residents to enjoy a bit of grass and open space. While I might
visit Cione Field just five times a year, it has always been nice to know that this
community field of green was always accessible,
its gates open to one and all, whether they be kids playing ad hoc basketball
or football, or city walkers in search of a relatively peaceful green space
away from the endless noise of traffic on Aramingo Avenue and elsewhere.
Cione Field is on
my mind because recently I had one of those green
urges after buying a chicken salad sandwich at a nearby deli. It was
lunchtime, the sun was out after weeks of rain, and I wanted to eat outside in
a green, community space. But when I went to the field I noticed that all the
gates around the field were padlocked. While one may make an argument that the field
should be locked late at night (I think this community field should be open
24/7), the fact that it was locked in the middle of a glorious afternoon
troubled me.
What good is a
community field if it is always closed off to neighbors?
What good is a
community field if it is only allowed to be used by certain segments of the
community, like organized sports teams from various schools? Don’t individual neighbors count as members of
the community?
Must neighbors like me organize picnic lunch
or chicken salad sandwich eating teams in order to gain admittance to the
field?
All of this begs the question: Has life in our
over survillanced world gotten so bad that neighborhood residents can’t be
trusted to enjoy a green space in the middle of the day? Northern Liberties has
Liberty Lands, which of course is not
surrounded by a fence, so it can never be locked, meaning that it is accessible
to everyone, with or without a chicken salad sandwich. But the Riverwards
people in Olde Richmond (though real estate agents will call this area Fishtown
until the end of time), have no open free public green space at all. The fact
that Cione is registered as a playground might be the real obstacle here, but
if that’s the case, then the field should never be referred to as a community
field. Perhaps it’s time to redefine Cione as a park.
Neighborhood open
green spaces with benches are essential to the health of any community. In all
of Olde Richmond there are very few public benches. Two public benches were
removed recently: one in the traffic island near Cumberland
and Aramingo Avenue and one
on E. Thompson Street . The
message here is clear: Pedestrian traffic must keep pace with automotive
traffic.
Port Richmond ,
to its credit, has wonderful parks like Campbell
Square on E. Allegheny Avenue and General Pulaski
Park, where there are no fences or locks and where people can eat chicken salad
sandwiches, walk their dogs, ruminate, play with their I Phones, file their
nails, contemplate their navels, talk to friends, or read the latest bestseller.
Several months ago
I spoke with a Cione Field neighbor who told me that the fence around the field
was locked to keep homeless people out. Trouble started, he said, when the
homeless started to build a cardboard tent city in the middle of the park. Homelessness
is a problem in most major cities, especially with the disappearance of the
middle class and the division of Americans into rich and poor. In Atlanta ,
for example, park bench designers have come up with benches that make it very
difficult to sleep in. That city has also installed spikes on the reverse side
of dumpster and trash lids to ward off homeless dumpster divers.
As Robert
Rosenberger pines in The Politics of Park
Benches, “The way to deal with this problem is not through design
strategies that help us to ignore it. The question of bench design for the
Beltline — where homeless men and women walked and rested before trees
were cleared and concrete poured — is
emblematic of the larger tasks in front of us. As we expand and improve Atlanta …, we
must decide what our vision is for the city. Who gets included and excluded?
And how should we build those decisions into our infrastructure? “
That Cione Field neighbor also told me that dog
walkers who don’t clean up after their dogs was another reason why the field
was padlocked. The piles of doggy do left in the grass proved too much for the
organized sports teams, he said. While I
support organized local sports as much as anyone, this is no reason to lock a
community field. It’s a little like closing a music venue like the Mann
Music Center
because some of the concert goers there don’t know how to dispose of their
trash.
As for the
homeless, are people who sleep on green grass more dangerous than people who
sleep on asphalt?
Most of the homeless in the Olde Richmond area
seem to be transitory. They pass through the area from various parts of
Kensington and then retreat elsewhere but they are rarely stationary. They are
more like vagabonds on an eternal quest. The danger of a permanent tent city in
Cione Field is about as real as an alien invasion near St. Anne’s cemetery. The
doggy do problem can also be managed if people who saw dog walkers not cleaning
up after their dogs would issue forceful reminders. They used to call this
making a “Citizen’s arrest.”
I doubt whether Cione Playground’s original
designers envisioned the field as a private-only lock down zone for special
recreational activities. Ideally, the Cione fence needs to come down, and the area
needs to be opened like Campbell Square
in Port Richmond and filled with park benches. Area schools should really be responsible
for their own practice fields and not impact a residential area with
restrictions based on their own selfish needs.
“Beginning around 1990, many city and town councils began
forcing developers to add open space to their projects,” writes Paul M. Sherec
in The Benefits of Parks. “Still, these open spaces are often effectively
off-limits to the general public; in the vast sprawl around Las Vegas, for
example, the newer subdivisions often have open space at their centers, but
these spaces are hidden inside a labyrinth of winding streets. Residents of
older, low- and middle-income neighborhoods have to get in their cars (if they
have one) and drive to find recreation space.”
So, let’s remove
the padlocks from Cione Field and stop living like we’re in a re-militarized
zone somewhere in the Middle East .
Let’s put the real
meaning of community back into Cione Field.