“Mr. Jimmy” by John Jeremiah
It’s not there anymore. It was only a short walk from the Chelsea Hotel to Eleventh Avenue. I loved that old saloon . . .
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“The Mess in Red Hook” by John Jeremiah
Bogo got the call from Sammy. It sounded all wrong. “Bogo, the bastard brought a crew to the exchange. They damn near killed us, but don’t worry, we still got the goods . . .”
“Overheated” by John Jeremiah
I was seventeen in 1965. The “Sally Bumps” gang hung out at Vinny’s Bar. Their main racket was stealing copper from the telephone company . . .
“The Surrender” by John Jeremiah
I had talked myself into a luxurious three-bedroom apartment in a classic Tudor building in Jersey City. It was 1969. Back then, a suit and a little grooming would suffice if accompanied by a few months’ rent . . .
“Bowling” by John Jeremiah
In 1965 we were just short of driving age. Our mode of locomotion was hitchhiking . . .