Monday, September 17, 2012
SOME OTHER TIME, PERHAPS
Fast-forward to 1975....it's about midnight, and I'm heading home, walking south on Broadway, passing the VL Cinema, and the bank, and coming to the corner. As I reach it, I hear music coming from behind me, in the direction of the building.
I walk over to the railing, and look down....the area below is clean, as are the stairs, and the boards across the stairway entrance are gone. The door below me is open, light spilling out, along with the sounds of music, laughter, and conversation. Well, thinks I, someone bought the space below, or rented it, and they're going to have a business there, perhaps another cab company.
I started to go to the stairs, to descend, and see for myself what's happening, but I decided to wait-whomever might not welcome the intrusion. So, I continued home.
The next day, about eleven or so, I was headed past the spot, and went over to greet the new tenants. I walked to the railing, looked down....
And was greeted by dust, debris,
boarded stairway,and a long-boarded shut door.