We went away one weekend. I don’t remember where we went but I do remember we left the windows open so our apartment wouldn’t be too stifling when we got back. And I’ll never forget the sight we saw when we returned…
My first NYC apartment was on Steinway Street—party central of Astoria, Queens. I have very fond memories of my bachelor days there, but there are a lot of strange memories, too.
I moved to NYC in 1987, and found my first apartment through an ad in The Village Voice—a third floor walk-up, 2 bedroom on the corner of Bleecker & Sullivan, in the heart of the Village. (I had to be told what the “village” was; I was from Michigan for god’s sake.)
Christopher Gray, the “Streetscapes” columnist for the New York Times, takes a funny look back at how he got his first apartment in 1970 (a $45-a-month railroad flat!) and what life was like in NYC then.
My “first apartment in NYC” story concerns a large dusty loft in Tribeca and is a clear example of how things have changed in the city in the past 30 years.