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A Force of Nature: Patrick O’Connell
by M. O’Connell 01/06/2008Neighborhood: Bronx, East Bronx
A few years ago in my father’s eighty-first year, my brother Patrick and I went to his house to spend Thanksgiving. My father lived in the Bronx at that time. We are the only children in the family still living in New York. Neither of us particularly wanted to spend the day in my father’s [...]
Over the Falls in a Barrel
by Michael Higgins 07/31/2006Neighborhood: East Village
“Now, you know, when I was a young girl, before your Granddad came along, I lived in Chicago. And boy was that an experience.” My grandmother takes a sip off her still steaming coffee; black the only way she’ll take it. “It was a grand time. So much energy, so lively. And then we moved [...]
Scenes from a Jewish Girlhood
by Alice Elman 07/19/2006Neighborhood: Bronx, East Bronx
On my corner of 167th Street and Grant Avenue in the Bronx was a small grocery that sold “Appetizers”—dairy foods, pickles, milk, eggs, and fresh tub butter and cheeses in large refrigerated glass cases. The owners were refugees. From the War, my mother said. I was twelve and that War had ended fifteen years ago. [...]
The Undisturbed
by Jean Paul Cativiela 06/04/2006Neighborhood: West Village
First Cemetery–Chatham Square, on St. James Place, also very close to Confucious Square Second Cemetery–11th Street & 6th Avenue. Third Cemetery–21st Street & 6th Avenue. During the nineteenth century, the accelerating sprawl of New York City forced the relocation of almost all of Manhattan’s dead. From 1846 to 1851, nearly 20,000 bodies were moved off [...]
Biographer’s Lunch
by Thomas Beller 05/31/2006Neighborhood: Midtown
Patricia Bosworth, the author of biographies of Montgomery Clift and Diane Arbus and who has been at work on a biography of her father, Bartley Crumb, for the last 10 years, recently had the idea that it might be nice if a group of biographers could gather now and then and commiserate, perhaps over lunch [...]
Crossing The Brooklyn Ferry
by Walt Whitman 01/25/2003Neighborhood: Brooklyn
1. Flood-Tide below me! I see you face to face! Clouds of the west-sun there half an hour high–I see you also face to face. Crowds of men and women attired in the unusual cos- tumes, how curious you are to me! On the ferry boats the hundreds and hundreds that cross, returning home, are [...]
Atheist Hit By Truck
by John McNulty 01/15/2003Neighborhood: Murray Hill
Photo by Morris Engel McNulty, with cigarette, in his element. This drunk came down the street, walking in the gutter instead of the sidewalk, and a truck hit him and knocked him down. It was a busy corner there at Forty-second Street and Second Avenue, in front of the Shanty, and there’s a hack line [...]
