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May 30, 1978 – East Village – Journal

Alice is very disturbed the progress of her senior project THE GENTLEMEN FROM VERONA at EST. She hates everyone. Mostly herself. She started on me, as we walked away from CBGBs. She had once more been made to pay. I never did. I had wanted to stay to see Patti Smith, but Alice was still […]

May 26, 1978 – East Village – Journal

I named my son Fenway. Red Sox Nation. Fenway Park where baseball is still baseball and not a distraction for the shopping mall under the seats No blaring ads, no hoopla, no fake audience noise. Baseball. My first game there was in 1962. Sox versus the Kansas City Athletics. With my brother and my father. […]

Angry White People – 2011

When I moved in the East Village with my hillbilly girlfriend in 1977, I never walked down East 10th Street between 1st Avenue and Second Avenue. I told my girlfriend to not do the same. She obeyed my edict, because it was the right thing to do and she was from West Virginia. No one […]

Guns On Avenue C – 1986

In the 1970s I always said that the East Village looked like Rome three days after the sack of the Visigoths 410 CE. Buildings burned day and night. The overstretched 9th precinct triaged the streets beyond 1st Avenue. No patrols ventured farther than Tompkins Square Park. Shooting galleries outnumbered bodegas and hordes of thieves fearlessly […]

May 10, 1978 – Journal Entry

Antonio and I look out the windows of the Ebasco executive dining room. A thick fog obscures Lower Manhattan, as the last gasps of the winter was strangled by a spring breeze from the south. We have finished with serving lunch and wipe the silverware clean. The Spanish waiter surprises me with a small ball […]