Sentences with phrase «white residents leaving»

For instance, the proportion of white residents leaving Los Angeles dropped from 78 percent to 41 percent between 1985 and 1995.

New York, San Francisco, and Chicago also saw the proportion of white residents leaving for other communities drop over this period.

Not exact matches

Residents started leaving the historically white, blue - collar Belmont neighborhood in the 1970s with Dayton's adoption of busing for desegregation.

All the while, metropolitan areas were changing rapidly, with middle - income whites leaving cities in droves and moving to all - white suburbs, which often excluded minority residents through a host of devices intentionally designed to promote housing segregation.

Using Census and other educational data, Frankenberg found that just a few years later, starting in 1959, residents in predominantly white communities began to leave the county's school system, despite Jefferson County being under a desegregation order.

RSD planning director Adam Hawf (from left), superintendent John White, Carrollton resident Mary DeWitt Dukes and Pensiontown Neighborhood Association president Tilman Hardy speak Wednesday night after a meeting at the Johnson School campus.

But, back in 1966, the government decided it would be a white group area only, forcing thousands of residents to leave and live in the Cape Flats — a place without many facilities or even ways to make a living.

Enthroned on a mountain rising up from an icy landscape covered in blue crystals beneath a pink sky is an androgynous figure in a white cape — a resident of the planet Gethen, perhaps, the scene of Ursula K. Le Guin's 1969 novel «The Left Hand of Darkness»?

«Not only were white households less likely to be foreclosed on, but they also were among the first to leave neighborhoods where foreclosures were high, particularly those with racially diverse residents,» says Hall.

What I love about fall: My thoughts turn from gardening to snuggling up in front of a warm crackling fire, a good book and mug of hot chocolate piled high with whipped cream... When it's still 80 degrees and it feels and smells like fall... The sound of the school bus ambling down our street on the first day of school stopping at the corner to pick the precious cargo of squealing kids... As I walk through our yard hearing the crunch of crackling leaves... Chunky winter sweaters - every September I buy a new one... Watching our resident squirrels scurrying around our yard gathering and burying their winter stash... Replacing summer flowers with purple and white cabbages.