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Hot House: Harbor Views, Dog Park, Pool and More, Make Locust Point’s Anthem House A Good Gig


Hot House: Anthem House, 900 E. Fort Avenue, Locust Point, Baltimore, 21230

New built luxury mixed-use development in Locust Point.  Nine stories, 292 apartments, modern industrial styling.  Studios at 540 sq. ft., one bedrooms at 702 sq. ft.+, two bedrooms at 1,080 sq. ft.+.  Thirty different floor plans available, including some with additional den. All apartments have views.  Live/work/play design incorporates 4,000 sq. ft. resident-only fitness center opening to outdoor pool and overlooking the harbor. Also bocce court, coffee shop, bar, retail shops, lounge, dog park, outdoor space, outdoor kitchen/grill, clubroom and conference room, parking. All apartments feature wood floors, granite counters, high ceilings, large windows with views. High grade finishes, washer/dryers throughout. Parking, $150 per month: $1,695 – $5,000 

Aging Baltimore Supermoms Getting the Axe



Motherhood does funny things to a woman’s professional life.

It sucked me right out of a steadfast vertical career track.  Through some inexplicable, instinctive, split-second decision made when that faint pink cross showed up on my pregnancy test, I knew I would be dropping out of the full-time, on-site workforce in favor of motherhood. At least temporarily. So started the juggling act of part-time work and child care. Now a freelance writer, I am marginally employed with zero benefits and no guarantee of getting paid, at least not regularly, a circumstance I assumed I would eventually replace with a more seamless and fuller professional life in my 50s and 60s. Now I’m not so sure.

Here’s why: Recently I witnessed three female acquaintances, each approaching the empty nest phase of life, lose their jobs. These professional women had played—excelled at, even—the part of supermom for so many years, fulfilling work responsibilities, meeting the needs of children, spearheading school volunteer activities with equal aplomb. They fully expected to remain employed for several more years before gracefully retiring—on their own terms.

Then, abruptly, they were let go. Laid off. Shown the door. Their kids didn’t need them the way they once did either; most were in college or out on their own. Now what? And why?