Tag Archives: 1978 – East Village

May 11, 1978 – East Village – Journal II

And doesn’t care for my writing. She only reads this journal for passages about us about her. never any of my hand written fiction, but for real reason. ” I don’t think you ever finish anyhthing.” I have to be honest these journals have no purpose. Their value is zero. All the stories I write […]

January 1, 1979 – East Village – Journal

Alice, Anthony, and I saw in the New Year on 3rd Avenue. A gang member of Puerto Ricans from the Lower East Side muttered at Alice, “What are you looking at, ugly?” Ship horns from the harbor signaled the end of 1978 and the gang member wished us, “Feliz año nuevo.” We returned the wish. […]

December 18, 1978 – East Village – Journal Entry

Alice left the East Village. We have lived at 256 East 10th since August. I carry her heavy blue bag down to the street corner. It’s not too cold and she’s wearing a long green Mormon dress, a distressed purple sweater, and her favorite high-heeled boots. I want her to stay with me, but both […]