170 Mercer, 476 Broome, 240 Lafayette
dancer, teacher (waitressed at Fanelli’s a few months in 1974)
The sense of community, that you’d know practically everyone on the street after 5PM. The lack of commerce and therefore the lack of temptation. The sense that we were in something together.
The danger (I was almost raped once). Sleeping in my coat (no heat).
People skiing down Spring street in 1977. Larry Bennett tending bar at Fanelli’s.
Landlords. And I couldn’t afford to buy.
We were very lucky to live in such a special place and time. I still miss it today and would be happy to hear more about your project and where we have all landed.