On the shelves of my local Rite Aid drug store were Christmas items. This sighting got me thinking how time is accelerating. And so, I reached into my treasure trove of photos and compiled an eclectic hodgepodge of October to October snapshots. What follows is Part I:
A pizza flag that is no more points the way to a pizza shop that is no more. Actually, there is a pizza and deli combo joint in its stead.
Dugi's: Rest in Pizza. The place served a quality slice!
Autumn in Van Cortlandt Park. This particular spot was a badly-in-need-of-repair asphalt softball field in my youth. And for good measure, strewn with lots of broken glass.
What could be more American than McDonald's and McDonald's apple pie...
Pigeon catbird seat with a bird's-eye view of the comings and goings of the Number 1 train.
A long time ago, an aunt took me on field trips to this very perch overlooking the Number 1 train service yard. The cars were graffiti-laden in those days.
"And he waved goodbye saying: 'Don't you cry. I'll be back again someday.'" And I suspect he will.
Christmas 2016 weather was rather mundane, but a whole lot better than the seventy degrees of the previous year.
In early 2017, I discovered GrubHub and never looked back.
Who said Lucille Ball was dead...
Wintertime on Broadway. This particular Burger King has somehow managed to survive in the Smoothie Age.
How these many expired Metro Cards got here, I cannot say.
If waiter-extraordinaire Pete is wearing his pea jacket, it's wintertime on Riverdale Avenue.
Jerry Seinfeld savored a cup of coffee here and now it's in the history books.
A sixty-degree no service day for the Number 1 train...in February.
Sadly, there are all too many slobs where I call home.
No service with a smile.
How exactly did this happen?
Recipe for trouble: a texting track worker.
(Photos from the personal collection of Nicholas Nigro)
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