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SOME CHOWDAH, BOBBY by Peter Nolan Smith

Last holiday season Richie Boy had hired me to help with sales and schlepping merchandise between dealers and jewelers. Hlove and I worked together to make sales, but business on 47th Street was murder. There was no foot traffic and my old customers hated the street and all the hawkers shilling to buy gold. “Back […]

GLATT BACCHUS by Peter Nolan Smith

These days most people in America survive from paycheck to paycheck and New York’s Diamond District has been feeling the pinch, so that my bosses Richie Boy and his father Manny couldn’t offer me a place behind the counter upon my return from the Orient. “It’s brutal out there.” Manny always kvetched about business, but […]

OLD BROWNIE by Peter Nolan Smith

Yesterday was a quiet day on 47th Street. A winter snow was having its way with New York City. Snow piled up on the street. The porters had a hard time clearing the sidewalk and I was having difficulty looking busy. There was nothing to do. No one came into the store. No dealers, no […]

RESCUE FROM ABOVE

This afternoon a friend of Richie Boy walked into the diamond exchange. It was the end of the day. Kwan wasn’t wearing a suit. I had never really spoken with him. The Wall Street trader had a high opinion of himself. His clothes had been purple lapels and his cars ran faster than the State […]

The Ravens

Leaving work on Friday I asked my boss who he liked in the Super Bowl. “I don’t bet.” “I know that, but who do you like?” Manny had bet on every Super Bowl. His record was perfect. He had never won a bet. “I like the 49ers.” That’s all I needed to hear. Ravens all […]