O.K., I just finished Osso's trip to New York. Now I'm in shape for Proust.
All I know of Proust is the title of his cookie book, Remembrance of Things Past.
Proust, ladies in leather, tall closets, Times Square, dime stores, the Algonquin, MOMA, Jean Claude at Pierre au Tunnel (sigh), Frank and too much pot, going back, oh yes, going back.
Next time, babe, you must promise to time your trip so that we can meet you there.
Thanks for bringing me here.
Memories, stories, visuals.
So, years pass.
And so did apostrophes from the text. (laughs)
I no longer believe the woman made the hats.
And I've researched 3240 Henry Hudson Parkway - the building of my youth is gone.
do you remember the Oppenheimer and Baer family in 3240 Henry Hudson Parkway?
Well, hi. What a surprise to see this post! Sadly I don't remember. I was eight years old when I lived there and didn't know very many people. Those I did know were the Davidsons, the Travers, the Maras (the football team owning family) who lived across the hall (though just nodding acquaintance), and a girl named Pookie (don't know her last name). My parents might have known the Oppenheimers and the Baers but they have passed on long ago.
I do have a couple of photos of the place and will post them if I can.
I see by rereading that I already did post a photo.
Did you folks/your family live there at the same time?