Like my fathers’ mother, like my father, I love my stuff. I’m no Collyer brother. My place is neat, in its own way. I still own my first two records, both by Dave Seville and the Chipmunks: “Witch Doctor,” in 1958, and 1959, “Alvin’s Harmonica.” The football is from 1969 and the main reason it’s still here:… Read more »
As most readers know, I am not from New York. I am from Belfast, Maine where, as you can imagine, the taxi culture is limited. If you peruse the Yellow Pages, you will find a few taxi companies that service Waldo County, but the companies are usually just folks with a spare station wagon looking… Read more »
“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? He said, “It was a seat that hinged out of the back of the car; it felt… Read more »
We left off last week with me and Sarah Jessica Parker alone in an elevator, her a guest at an awards ceremony honoring Cynthia Nixon, and me a volunteer working the event. She had just told me that she loved my outfit, which included an oversized flower pin à la Carrie Bradshaw. The year was 2006…. Read more »
Since I have somewhat bashed JFK for its lack of signs it’s only fair that Miami gets a shout-out for its ill planning as well. At question here is the new $270 million central Rental Car Center or the RCC. In practice, the center itself is great. Sixteen rental car firms all under one roof…. Read more »
Ask a New Yorker: Pearl Duncan – historian, author, poet, adventurer, public speaker, genealogist, yacht racing writer… Pearl: Yacht racing writer. Ask a New Yorker: But can you dance? Pearl: I can dance. I use to do go -go dancing, when I was in school. I know I shouldn’t be telling these stories, but I… Read more »
Ask a New Yorker: What’s going on here? Tracy: I’m standing here at Occupy Wall Street in Liberty Plaza. Ask a New Yorker: Why? Tracy: Today and for the past few days that I’ve been protesting – I’ve been looking for a job. I made a sign that says,”Ph.D., Bio-medical scientist looking for a full… Read more »
At odds in the Big Apple: How accessible is the city that never sleeps? Before I begin on the contents of this blog, I hope you all had a fun filled Halloween. Throughout my life I have always prided my self on how many obstacles I have overcome. How I have learned to live my… Read more »
“Tommy, get my bag,” My grandmother barked. It was February 1965, I was 11. ‘Oh, Christ,’ I thought. Slowly, I made my way through the railroad flat looking for Nan’s pocketbook. The gang box weighed more than my little brother, and when I heaved the thing up, I imagined Nan in the audience on… Read more »
One of the first things that people ask when they take my tour is if I’ve met Sarah Jessica Parker. Actually, what they really ask is “Have you met her?”—that breathy her the only indication necessary to let me know just who they mean. SJP. Her. Celebrity sightings in New York are fairly common. Just… Read more »
