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Before I met my husband my one true love was Brooklyn. I’d been living in Carroll Gardens for almost ten years and had watched it turn from a neighborhood I didn’t want to live in (un-cool) to a neighborhood I adored (pretty cool) to a neighborhood I sort of didn’t want to live in (so cool it was at risk [...]
Even though I've trained myself in hand-to-hand combat, I've never been eager to fight and I always surprise myself if I do something brave in that area. One of my proudest moments came when I was about 18. My friend Angelo was dating a girl Gina who had been seeing this other guy from another neighborhood. We'd regularly hang out [...]
I was sitting in the front seat of Frank's Cadillac Seville when he pulled out of a parking space and whipped into a u-turn without looking. We both saw the approaching headlights too late...and yeah, we got hit. In those pre-seat belt law days, my left hand reached out to the glove compartment to brace myself and I hurt my [...]
"Let’s see. A sexual assault … in the third degree," Officer D. of the 114th Precinct in Queens said as he looked down at the paper in front of him, searched for, found and marked the two correct boxes. "Sorry this is taking so long," he said, glancing up at me with a friendly smile. "These damn complaint forms are [...]
It was a big mistake inviting her, a big mistake. She wasn't worth all the fuss I'd made. I hadn't seen her in a year and time is rarely kind; she was only twenty- eight but it seemed she'd already been launched into her prime and was now backsliding into the uncomfortable stages of bad skin and poor posture (all [...]
Today, I walk the stairs up to the elevated platform, ready to join 3.5 million of my closest friends on the subway. Just a few days before a possible transit workers strike was to have happened. Being unable to get into Manhattan would have hurt my wallet but, I remind myself, there are bigger issues at stake. The N train [...]
I was born in Brooklyn and to my understanding it was a fait accompli that I would be a Mets fan. I was taught that all Brooklyn residents had been Dodgers fans and four years after the Dodgers sold their souls and moved to Los Angeles we became New York Mets fans. As a child raised in a non-denominational home, [...]
Some people around here watched the towers collapse from their rooftops. I didn't even think to go up to the roof. Like baseball, I preferred it on TV. Hell, I'm an American. When the second tower I fell I took a walk outside with my friend. We both live in Astoria and we both work at home (well, he's a [...]
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