@ehBeth,
ehBeth wrote:
loving these pix!
everything about The Concourse fascinates me
I realized recently that quite a bit of the New York-focused fiction I read is set on The Concourse. Several recently set in Roberta's early years there, a couple of others set in the 1970's when the neighbourhood was changing dramatically.
Love love the pix.
That Roberta. A kid with a bit of a personality.
bethie, My friend's father wrote a book called Grand Concourse.
I lived on the Concourse until 1974. What was it like to live in Fort Apache, the Bronx? (Yes, I was in the 42nd Precinct).Terrifying and horrifying . Like living in a nightmare. The Concourse Plaza was one of my stops on my sprint home from the subway at night. Sigh.
The later horrible memories don't diminish the wonderful earlier ones. They just make me mad. I wanted to stay in our glorious apartment. Too dangerous. Phooey.
A quick summary of ookiness. My father was mugged--thrown to the ground by seven young men with knives out. They got eleven dollars. His brother, my dear uncle, was mugged twice in the same week by the same people. I guess they learned his schedule. The two boy cousins on the ground floor of the building: one was thrown to the ground and robbed; the other was stabbed. Word is he resisted. And moi? I was attacked in the stairwell of our building. Rape attempted. I escaped.
I called the police at least once a week. Hearing people screaming for help. People in our building were tied up and gagged while their apartments were looted. One night, I heard strange shouting from the park across the street. Gang war. The last straw: I was having dinner with my family. We heard someone shout, "Stop or I'll shoot." Then we heard shots.
Being chased from my home and a place that I loved made me angry. I haven't fully gotten over it yet. I miss the wide expanse of boulevard. The glorious huge old apartments. The transportation convenience. Phooey.
Glad you like the pix, kid.
Glad you're enjoying things, olga. I never thought my family was especially big. They were all just clumped together.