My Brooklyn is filled with crime, hate and the love of money. I am tying my best to leave this world belligerence and poverty. But until I do this is my home, this is my Brooklyn. The Brownsville community.
29 August 1998
Enjoy your site. I lived at 561 Jerome Street in New Lots, across the street from an old Dutch house, the name of which I am seeking. It was listed in a directory which I saw at the Brooklyn Public Library in the 50s. I am sure the house must be gone by now. As an elementary school kid visited the New Lots Dutch Reformed Church and was quite impressed that the name of the streets coincided with the names in the graveyard. Would be grateful if you could help me find the name of the house. Have tried other websites to no avail.
29 August 1998
Here is follow up to my remarks in Readers Report (55). First the other Brooklyn story which completes my penance: About five years ago on a visit back to see the Bklyn Museum and the Botanic Gardens (we live in New Orleans), my wife insisted on driving down Flatbush Ave. to Coney Island (she'd never been there before). Of course I made our first stop Nathan's to get a hot dog. The vendor handed me a plain hot dog which prompted me to ask "where's the sauerkraut?" The guy's English was very poor but the upshot of his response was they didn't have any sauerkraut, did I want some chili? CHILI!!!??? I thought I was in some bad episode of the Twilight Zone. I still haven't recovered.
Ahh Brooklyn past. I am reminded of the Burt Lancaster movie where he says "you know, the Atlantic Ocean was really something back then."
Okay where are these people? Eddie Dworkin, Ilka Verowitz, Barry Port, Jon Korechoff, Laurie Solomon, Debbie Drosnin, Bryn Mendalis. This P.S. 241 and Lefferts J.H.S. We were in 9th grade when Kennedy was shot.
1 September 1998