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To The Basketball Playing Men and Women of Letters

by 03/14/2012
Neighborhood: All Over, Brooklyn, Brooklyn Heights, Caroll Gardens, Carroll Gardens, Manhattan, Upper West Side, West Village

Where are all the ball playing New York writers? To the writer's chagrin they're playing softball. A call for a literary basketball summer league

King of Handball

by 01/24/2012
Neighborhood: Brooklyn Heights

Raanan Geberer looks at the life and experiences of an aging handball hero.

Primary Day

by 09/13/2011
Neighborhood: Brooklyn Heights, Lower East Side, World Trade Center

I stumbled bleary-eyed out of my building still hours before the sun would rise over the East River. Allen Street was black and still. The bars were closed and the morning rush hadn’t yet begun. The homeless slept soundly in the street-median park. Waiting in her car in front of my building was Maggie, 40ish […]

My Mother’s Garden

by 05/08/2009
Neighborhood: Brooklyn, Brooklyn Heights

On Mother’s Day, Dorothy Spears narrowly avoids going to see “300”—her son’s idea of a fun Mother’s Day activity.

Floating on Air at the St. George Hotel

by 01/27/2008
Neighborhood: Brooklyn, Brooklyn Heights

Rachel Cline remembers Brooklyn Heights before the investment bankers came, back when the St. George Hotel was more bohemian-gla

Racing to Teach in Brooklyn

by 03/10/2006
Neighborhood: Brooklyn, Brooklyn Heights

The author teaches a class about race, ethnicity, and prejudice at a diverse Brooklyn school without a lot of rich people.

Cleanup in Aisle Five

by 08/05/2005
Neighborhood: Brooklyn, Brooklyn Heights

A recipe for disaster so disgusting, that you would have to have been born 60 years old not to find it hilarious.

The Joys of Picking Trash

by 01/24/2005
Neighborhood: Brooklyn, Brooklyn Heights

My studio apartment in Brooklyn Heights, Apt. 1A, faces the street at ground level.

The Hubris of Youth

by 07/22/2003
Neighborhood: Brooklyn, Brooklyn Heights

When I was about fifteen, I was really full of myself and thought I could dive. So, I invited this girl to go to the St. George Pool in Brooklyn, which then was the Mecca for all the Olympic divers and swimmers. I was going to impress the hell out her when she saw what […]

Saying Goodbye to Myself

by 05/07/2003
Neighborhood: Brooklyn, Brooklyn Heights

I met her on the Brooklyn Heights promenade the day I turned thirty. “Pardon me, but would’ja help me up?” she said, holding out a gloved hand. The stains on the polyester were yellow, the rest of the glove so white it was vein-blue, the color of cheap wedding dresses. I rose from the bench […]

The Man Who Ran Me Over with His Car is Dying

by 02/18/2003
Neighborhood: Brooklyn, Brooklyn Heights

Intersections on a Dead-End Street

My Mortal Enemy

by 07/27/2002
Neighborhood: Brooklyn, Brooklyn Heights

"I was thinking how incredibly great I looked when this red faced, white haired man, wearing a worn out tan-green baseball cap,