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The week after Thanksgiving 1959, my mother left my brother, Rory, off at my grandparents on York Avenue and picked me up at P.S. 77 after kindergarten dismissal. Together we walked over to the 86thStreet cross-town bus just pulling up to the corner. Mom dropped a Mercury dime (I loved coins my grandmother and father… Read more »

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The annual Macy’s Thanksgiving Balloon Inflation wasn’t always an event that drew tens of thousands of visitors to the Upper West Side. It used to be something semi-secret that took place in the dark and cold one night each year just around the corner from Central Park West. For decades the night before Thanksgiving on… Read more »

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So I walk into the house, I’m 10, and the first thing I see is a pair of bare legs on the inside of a closed window and the rest of the body isn’t in the apartment. I’m praying to God whoever it is doesn’t fall, the soapy glass prevents a clean identification of the… Read more »

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Only good part to getting older is how I pop up in the early morning like a Reverse Vampire. Makes it easy to get outside when the light’s right. This past Saturday, I rode my bicycle to Central Park and arrived at Bow Bridge on The Lake at 6:45. The colors in the park slowly… Read more »

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News from Long Island has come in that John A. Gotti, son of the more famous Mafia boss and a one-time Mafia boss himself, was stabbed on Long Island. He survived the attack. Gotti told the police he was stabbed while breaking up a fight between two strangers. Police find that about as believable as… Read more »

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I used to ride in my father’s rumble seat,” Dad told me while we sat at the bar in Loftus Tavern. As Dad drank a short beer and I sipped a coke, I wondered what’s a rumble seat? I asked. He said, “It was a seat that hinged out of the back of the car, it felt like you… Read more »

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More than the New York landscape and skyline changed over the past decade. The mental map of the city carried by most New Yorkers altered. So much of the city was reshaped so quickly that there are times now when nothing feels the same. Even if you didn’t leave the city while a decade of… Read more »

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Eddie Ekis’s mom worked at the local Five & Ten store. You know–the ones with the mechanical jalopies and wild palomino horses outside the store that cost a dime a ride. On Friday night, Mrs. Ekis, the Assistant Manager, was responsible for closing the First Avenue store at 9 PM. With a little tidying up,… Read more »

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As modern-day Americans, we’re all about convenience. We’re constantly striving to find ways to make it easier, get it faster, do it better. And nowhere is this more true than in New York City. After all, where else can you have your dog walked, your clothes cleaned, your dinner prepared, and your errands run, all… Read more »