What does “community” truly mean? At Umma Park, the very name whispers its answer. Umma, you see, translates from Arabic to something akin to “community.” Here in the heart of Flatbush, Brooklyn, Umma Park stands as a testament to the power of shared purpose. Umma Park wasn’t always a haven. This tranquil space, shaped like a bird taking flight, was once a desolate vacant lot, scarred by illegal dumping and shadowed by illicit activities. It was a blight on the neighborhood, a place to avoid. In 1978, eight Muslim families, united by their desire for a better neighborhood, formed the Umma Group. They took the first step, cleaning up the lot and standing watch to deter illegal activities. This small act of defiance sparked a transformation. The Umma Group, partnering with Community Board 14, the Brooklyn Borough President, and the New York City Department of Parks and Recreation, began the long journey to reclaim this space. In 1993, ownership of the land transferred to NYC Parks. With $275,000 provided by Borough President Howard Golden, Umma Park was born. In 1996, it opened its gates to the community, a symbol of hope reborn from neglect. Today, Umma Park embraces its community with open wings. The entrance leads to a central sitting area, where an arc of benches and ornate paving stones invite quiet contemplation. One wing, stretching along Ocean Avenue, shelters a vibrant play area. Children’s laughter echoes around the climbing equipment and slides, their falls cushioned by safety surfacing. The other wing, extending north from Woodruff Avenue, nurtures a community garden. A crushed rock path meanders through the greenery, offering a peaceful retreat. Iron fences protect the park from the bustling streets, while a wall along the interior shields it from the nearby railroad trench. A gate on Woodruff Avenue, adorned with two iron duck silhouettes, adds a touch of whimsy to the scene. Umma Park is more than just a park. It’s a living embodiment of community spirit, a testament to what can be achieved when people unite for a common good.
Gould Family Mausoleum
Ever heard of a “Robber Baron?” Here at Woodlawn Cemetery stands the Gould Family Mausoleum. It is a testament to