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Back around, oh, 1992, I said to a friend, “I’m a child of the seventies.” I don’t remember the context, but she replied with a laugh, “No, you’re a child of the forties.”
And in some ways she’s right! And so, a great great video from what was not the New York City of my young adulthood, but which very many people think should have been. (Me, I am kinda happy to avoid racism and polio, although I am fond of newspapers and the draft.)
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I hadn't realized the el trains were only three or four cars long. Thanks!
Posted by: Jonathan | June 05, 2013 at 06:52 AM