A brass monument dedicated to the immigrants who slaved in the Garment District. From Racks to Tracks The Bronx 1948 I first met my high school guidance counselor in 1948, my senior year. “You’re passing all your subjects”, he said and congratulated me for having varsity football on my permanent record card. Without the foresight… Continue reading From Racks to Tracks
Tag: brakeman
What Has Motivated Me To Write?
I’m an unremarkable person who has lived an ordinary life with a few odd, but singular moments. I have a beautiful and caring wife, and had three children. We lost a handsome and talented son due to a drug accident. My remaining children are happily married each with a son and a daughter. Until ninth grade… Continue reading What Has Motivated Me To Write?
What Am I Doing Up Here?
What Am I Doing Up Here? The Bronx Finn!, Finn! You can’t catch me! Mrs. Levine, was our next door neighbor. Pretending to be baffled, she ran after me until this three-year-old settled under her tottering dining room table. I was lost, she pretended, and feigned a call for help from another neighbor. Without children… Continue reading What Am I Doing Up Here?