Did anybody spend time in the Village?

i grew up in the village. i was born and raised there and it was a very different experience than chosing to live there at a later age. it was a fantastic place to be in the 50's and early 60's. my first demonstration was back in the late 50's when robert moses wanted to put a highway through washington square park and a bunch of moms got together and protested in the square.miracle of miracles...it worked. no one could believe that this small organzied gourp could prevent that from happening, especially if you knew robert moses and the power he had over NYC at the time.

so if you have ever sat in the park and loved it, you can thank my mom and the other mothers of the time who made it possible for it still to exist. it was a natural after that for most protests of the time to begin there ( asi am sure they had before that). i went on my first peace march from washington square up fifth avenue in the mid- 60's when very few were protesting the war. seems that the time is right to do that once again. as the song goes" when will we ever learn...?".

deezee

 

Hari do you remember the rumour about paul McCartney being killed in a car crash in October 1966?

 

Maybe it all started after the playing "Paul is dead", from reverse Beatles records. There was a rumor to that effect.

 

I lived in the village between 1969-1975,i was one of the street people.god i miss tho days.i would walk down st marks and get throwed in the air with hugs.frankie was my true love never forgot him.i hug with cowboy,santana,john,st pepper,larry,tripper,joe.there was a old lady on the street back then grandma everyone called her she used to pass out jewery.joe worked for the filmore east,he used to get us in all the time.i hung out at contact alot.don worked on the cornor on second ave with the flowers,he always had a flower for me,i still go down there looking for old faces but never see any,theres always a prayer i will tho,frankie ill never give up looking for you annie

 

Lennon said he was saying 'cranberry sauce' at the end of Strawberry Fields. Others were claiming he said 'I buried Paul'.

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I hit NYC in 1966-- ran away from home at the age of 17.. Walked from 42 St(the bus teminal) to the West Village with my Martin OO-16 , met a beatnik in Rienzi's Coffee Bar on Mc Dougal St., beat him at chess, and gave him $10 a week to crash at his pad, a 2nd story loft at 25 Bleecker St,., right down from the Bowery bar, The Palace Hotel, which was later to become CBGB's. I worked for the East Village Other (delivering papers with my 1950 Chevy with no back seat, tending the oringinal office at 147 Ave A when it became a back-issue office), ate ice-cream at Gem Spa when I had the pot munchies, tended bar at the Blue Moon Cafe (a wino bar) on the Bowery near Cooper Union.


I was only 20 in 1967, then 21 later in the summer. My Lord!, did I have fun! (And, the clap a few times, but, what the hey!)

Tell me about the Village in the 60's--IT WAS PART OF MY YOUNG LIFE!


I'll never forget it, though those great times are but memories.

 

This may sound strange but I too walked from either 34th street or 42,(can't rmeber if we took the bus or the train) Three of us left everything in connecticut and landed in NYC, the oldest being 21, and I was only 19.

I started a band with the sound man from cbgb's in the early 70's after the hippie scene had somehow converted into a disco craze and the Electric circus had the latest craze punk there, like the ny dolls and others.

Our band did not last long, but we hanged out in one bar somewhere in 14st where most people with bands would hang.

Bleeker st. and mcdougal was the place to hang. I used to live on second ave. east side, but I was a fan of the west side, and there I would hang out, sixth ave or washington square.

I still have two friends in NYC. One moved to Brooklin and the other lives on the lower east side and works, but boy does he buy guitars.

When we call each other we talk mostly about those days and sometimes they remeber things I have forgoten... and viceversa.

 

I sold Christmas trees on 6th Ave. and 3rd St. in i think 75 and 76. Hung at the "Red Witch" of Bob Dylan played here fame. A sweet lady named Rose ran the place. I stayed right accross the street at the hotel. The Deli around the same corner we were at made the best sandwich I have ever had.

 

Capt.Seaweed-- if you would dig a foxhole, you could probably kill a good bunch of those geese-- they eat good! 10 or 12 gauge 3.5" magnums. BOOM!BOOM! BOOM!


Don't fuck around plucking them-- skin 'em, and slow roast'em. SOME GOOD!

This was actually posted by Sloth-- I let her use my screen-name.

 

I have a 22 with a scope for this job. More like a crack! Crack! Work the far edges right and they won't even flush. And your right about the cookin an tastin. I never had much patance with pin feathers.

 

Good idea, Cap't, but---- it's illegal to hunt migatory game birds with rifles! My God!...we don't want all these young hippie-wanna-bes to get off in life on the wrong foot, now do we?

 

And shooting out your bedroom window with a scope can be tough on the window frame also. Don't try this at home kids!

 

To get back on topic as best i can. Back in 69-70 I stopped to visit my friend Wizard in Yonkers. I sort of surprised him where he couldn't change plans. So he told me he was gay and we went to meet his friend and we headed to a protest in front of Jack Dempsy's Rest. because they refused to serve a gay couple. That was a wild time with one protester being beaten to death with bully clubs. I personally saw alot of bloody club action and dogs unleashed on these protesters, but the death is a word of mouth.

Then I met the magic of the NY pie. The freedom of brown bagging the city from one end to the other, with an exellent guide I might add and a whole new respect for the gay people.

 

I hung out in the Village I guess 69 well into the 70's....I would go to the Fillmore almost every weekend , Had a friend on East 3rd street ..Hells Angels lived across the street. I also hung in a place called Great Gildersleeves, They had live rock there...Some sat. afternoons I would be in Washington Square just hangin and token......
Ahh it was so nice in the village...

 

I visited the Village numerous times in the late 60's, early 70's.

 

Yes, Cap't-- weren't those gays just so colorful and funnish? Then they visitated upon the world a plague that has swept up millions of innocent people and hasn't even slowed.


That was the only bad part of living in NYC ,and especially SF: the simpering, effete halfies that came out at night.

This post should generate a dumpster-full of outraged posts from liberals.

You doubt it? O.K. AIDS was predicted in the Bible: Revelations, to be exact.

Welcome to THE END TIMES, Senor! I hope you will enjoy them!

 

Thudly you won't get much of an arguement out of me on any of your comments. I'm not gay or a liberal, but I do believe in live and let live. Whatever blows their skirts up as long as they are 2 consenting adults. I also believe the end times are near and no one will enjoy them.

South-east PA You talking Philly? I did a lot of work there at the old dump with Eco-tech.

 

DAMN! A wasted post! I figured to have at least 20 outraged politically-correct internet-beavers gnawing me alive.


Oh, well...I think they know me too well to take my bait.

Philly? Good God, no! I live on a 124 acre overgrown former sheep farm located between Pottstown and Reading.

Do you know where John Updike grew up? The locale of "The Centaur" and "Of The Farm"? I didn't think so, but I live within 2 miles (as the crow flieth) from there. And, his father (the hero, The Centaur) was a substitute teacher of mine in the early 60's. His mother, Linda Grace Hoyer (her nom-de-plume) was a friend I often visited. She was a published author, also. I attended her funeral, which was the last time I saw John.

To Hell with all that noise! Who cares! I want to hear more from you, Cap't, about your views on The Final Days.

 

From me?! OH MY! I should be about the last to talk with about this. I have been studying the bible for a several years. I had a cricize of faith a few years ago and only picked it up a few times sense. But IMHO I would say Revulations will pretty much be on the mark. It will start in the Holy Land by taking out Isreal. The chain reaction will be swift and deadly in an order in which I know not. The dust from this war will hang in space and make it look as though the sun went out and the moon will look like blood. There will be a shortage of food and mass genecide everywhere. You won't be able to legally buy or sell without the mark on your hand or forehead.

"When the earth is ravaged and the animals are dying, a new tribe of people shall come unto the earth from many colors, classes, creeds, and who by their actions and deeds shall make the earth green again. They will be known as the warriors of the Rainbow."

Now ya did it. I had to smash that little nug I was saving.

I will pray that world peace can be obtained before hand, but I doubt very strongly that will happen. Or could happen. Just the same we must pray, work and live for world peace. We are going to need all the practice we can get.

Money will be gone, and so will the coruption it brought to our justice system. The Liberals will go the way of the Corperate pigs that are running the armies of this world and justice will be swift and True by a jury of their peers. There will be no repeat offenders that rape and sexually assult our children is about all I will say about that. Crime will no longer pay.

HA! Now I'm just dreaming. Reel me in Thudly. I swallowed the hook.

Who said it, Washington? "Corperations will be the end of America." I think he was very short sighted. They may put us back into another ice age.

 

Good Quotes