Here is a sample from a 15 minute clip made from every newsreel, news report, raw footage, etc filmed of the boys arriving in America on February 7, 1964 in New York City, NY at JFK Airport! Enjoy! Katmak21
I was only 10 years old then, but I was convinced that this was the life for me: to be rich and famous and a musician. Well, I became a musician…albeit, rich in debt and famous among creditors.
My wife and I were wondering what became of Strummin’ Joe: rhythm guitar troubadour, ingenious improviser, and all-around nice guy. When we last saw him, he was chicken scratching leisurely pass the last ice shelf on the left. Of course, we knew he was cool but had no idea how cool he really was (or is?).
The clock above the Grand Central Terminal Information Booth, with faces made of opal, ticks on the day before the famed Manhattan transit hub turns 100 years old on January 31, 2013 in New York City. The terminal opened in 1913 and is the world’s largest terminal covering 49 acres with 33 miles of track. Each day 700,000 people pass through the terminal where Metro-North Railroad operates 700 trains per day. (Mario Tama/Getty Images)
More impressive photography (some of which is included above) could be found in an impressive photo essay at The Atlantic.
When New York became a British colony, the corporate elite turned the slave trade into such a lucrative enterprise that the city became its leading port. Slavery was a lucrative business in the Big Apple in the late 18th/ early 19 centuries; the number of slave-owning households in New York City surpassed those in the entire state of South Carolina. When the New York Stock Exchange opened in 1792, all of its 177 stockholders were slave-owners; in fact, Africans were among the first “commodities” on the auction block. It’s easy to see that slavery wasn’t merely a “Southern thing” when one considers the forced labor that helped build the Empire State.
At the same time, New York City was quickly becoming a leading center for abolitionism and other reform movements. While many New Yorkers profited from the spoils of human captivity, many others vehemently denounced it; an “irrepressible conflict” for New Yorkers and all Americans that would only culminate in unprecedented warfare.
The Village is one of those places that, when it snows, transforms itself into a winter scene out of Dickens. Any neighborhood that could show such respect to my lifelong favorite writer deserves my utmost congratulations. Having said that, this is one helluva cold winter we’re having!
Most of you have probably already seen this gruesomely adorable addition to the Baby from Hell series; a panoply of endearing infantile demons that’s been growing ever since 1968’s famously infamous (if famously unseen) Rosemary’s Baby.
Small wonder that Devil’s Due‘s dynamically emotional Devil Baby was in NYC, where everyone’s and everything’s proudly going to hell, for his (or its…or whatever) publicity tour. Real New Yawkers, however, are not easily impressed by demons of any age or persuasion, no matter how much they rant and rave and wheel down the streets…I, for one, have the scars to prove it.