Somehow, I got to this site, which gives detailed demographics of neighborhoods by zip code.
I looked up my zip code, 80211, and read through the stats. Some were pretty telling of the condition of the neighborhood, namely, the data taken from tax returns. The average adjusted gross income (AGI) of my neighborhood is $39,383, while the state average is $55,014. This is a huge gap. Granted, this was from 2004 data, filed in 2005, so things may have changed with the gentrification that has been going on. Also, the level of education attained, where it was overwhelmingly skewed toward the “Less than high school”. This may be due to the large Mexican immigrant population, but it is still a very interesting statistic. Amazingly, the “Graduate or Professional” student enrollment is above the state average, but every other school-level enrollment besides Kindergarten is lower than the state average.
So where is my neighborhood going? Well, I think the demographics are going to split, into lower-income folks who have been here for a long time, and younger, more affluent people who want the proximity to the city but don’t want to live in an apartment or condo. Will public school enrollment increase due to these new “gentrifiers”? Most likely, no, because these new people will have the money to send their kids to private schools, and avoid the Denver Public Schools altogether. Maybe if we start to pay more property taxes (mine are sinfully low), then our school district might improve, but not in this decade.
Do I like my neighborhood? I love it. I like walking into downtown. I enjoy the church bells every afternoon. The catholic parade that comes through is quite interesting. Do I like my neighbors? Of whom I have met, I like them fine, but I just don’t like it when I get a chicken bone or corn-cob on my lawn. Certainly, the Mexican immigrants who can’t speak english are different from the young professionals across the street, and the alcoholic who sits on his front porch and sings is “colorful”, but I like the diversity. Even if it “kind of scares” my friends. This is where I chose to live. This is my home.