ROGERS PLACE, BRONX, NY (PART III): LIFE BEFORE DEATH IN NEW JERSEY

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ruth lived up the street.  she was in my first grade class.  one time i saw her on the entry steps to her house, red eyed and crying.  it was probably the first time i felt empathy, a weakness i'm still trying to overcome.  you would think my transylvanian roots would deny these feelings.

at the end of my street was a small park now called albert dorey park.  who the hell is albert dorey?  my superficial scan of the so called "internet information super highway" yielded a variety of misinformation.  nevermind.

at the other end of the street, the westchester avenue corner, there was a private swimming pool.

seems to me that life was a lot more active and interesting during the times of the great depression than the bs suburban affluence of today.  there were at least eight movie houses within walking distance: three in and around prospect avenue, four along southern blvd. and one at tiffany street.  now there are none.

(to be continued)

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george w bush's book is being released today.  as they say, "you can't make a silk purse from a sow's ear."

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 does ava look good or what?