I grew up there. We moved to 101 Crosby St. when I was 1 year old.
Walking around the neighborhood and running into friends and acquaintances. The community of artists. The quieter streets and fewer stores.
The sometimes dark and deserted streets. The loud trucks on our block during day and night.
Standing in front of our graffiti filled front door taking a first day of school picture every year from age 5-10. I should send a few to this blog!
We could no longer stay in our loft. It’s a long story.
I will find my Soho photos – can I upload them after submitting this form?