CONTINUED FROM PART 1 I got off the #1 uptown at 225th Street and wasn’t sure where I was going, which some say has been my problem all these years.…

I got off the #1 uptown at 225th Street and wasn’t sure where I was going, which some say has been my problem all these years. I would up lollygagging…

In August I was on my way to a gathering in Prospect Park South, near the Parade Grounds. Instead of the usual thing, the F train to Church Avenue, I…

CONTINUED FROM PART 1 In this preternaturally mild summer [2014] only the exorbitantly high transit fares and my volunteer work at Greater Astoria Historical Society are keeping me from roving…

In this preternaturally mild summer [2014] only the exorbitantly high transit fares and my volunteer work at Greater Astoria Historical Society are keeping me from roving all over town most…

CONTINUED FROM PART 1 On a midweek summer day in 2014, to relieve boredom and get some exercise as much as anything else, I walked a large circular route through…

On a midweek summer day in 2014, to relieve boredom and get some exercise as much as anything else, I walked a large circular route through lower Manhattan, beginning and…

This was one of my periodic walks where I pick out a street and wander as far as my preference goes, seeking out Forgotten material along the way. The group…

I return to Port Richmond frequently — it’s New York City’s version of one of those innumerable small towns around the country whose downtowns have been Wal-Marted to death, as…

So, where were we? In Part 1 I had gotten from the Bergen Street F line station by meandering down Smith and 3rd Streets, over the noxious and noisome Gowanus…

There’s about a 2-week window in the spring and another in the fall when New York City is tolerably walkable. Of course, I will walk in all weather except below…

It’s well-known, at least by me, that among franchised lengthy sandwiches (known by different names in different parts of the country) the Blimpie sandwich is vastly superior to the Subway…