I have mentioned this before but in February 2005 I spent a week on vacation…in Staten Island. I rented a room at a B&B at the water’s edge, at the beginning of Hylan Boulevard where it meets the Narrows, just across the road from the Alice Austen House: it was a “residency” as they say in the music biz, as I was staying there to do photography and research for the ForgottenBook. During my time there, I got a number of photos that didn’t make it into the book (which, by the way, originally had enough entries to make about 600 pages — HarperCollins cut it down to 350!) Among them were some of Staten Island’s many dead ends and alleys. Along with its major roads, most of which seem to be named Richmond, Staten Island’s streets go mostly 6-10 blocks, and there are hundreds of streets that go for just a block or so, or are dead ens cul de sacs. I have a few of them here.
