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Seen and Heard: A Marker for a Tribeca Historian

Tribeca Trust, a neighborhood preservation organization, added a marker honoring Oliver Allen to a tree pit in front of Morgan’s. Allen lived in Duane Park beginning in 1982 and died in 2017, but in those four decades he wrote 150 articles about the neighborhood’s history at the Tribeca Trib and also published two books. (Thanks to Robert Ripps for the photo and update.) In his later years, Allen would go to Morgan’s to get an article and lament the empty pit. So after his death, the Tribeca Trust had the tree planted with now a marker to commemorate him.

The Winter Garden will host four live performances of The Nutcracker presented by the New York Theater Ballet from December 2-4. Each ballet is performed to Tchaikovsky’s score and set in circa 1907 Art Nouveau style by longtime New York Theater Ballet choreographer Keith Michael. Performances are free and by reservation: Friday, December 2 at 7 p.m.; Saturday 3 December, at 1 p.m. and 7 p.m.; Sunday, December 4, at 1 p.m. Book here.

Hudson River Park replaced the concrete bollards at the edge of the park in Stuy with concrete planters. All bollards for all crosswalks and bike path and walkway entrances were installed in the park after the Halloween terror attack five years ago in 2017.

JW sent this note about a Chambers Street encounter: Two weeks ago I was walking across Chambers Street to Broadway to visit what I call Mohamed’s “Last Chance” sidewalk cut-price vegetable stand just down the street. Around the corner, I saw a tall black man in a wheelchair sitting at a folding table selling various electronic gadgets. Right after I passed, he yelled at me, “Hey, sir!” I stopped and turned around and he handed me a Starbucks yogurt/granola/berry concoction in a plastic cup, brand new and perfectly sealed. He said “It’s not something I like but maybe you would.” So I retraced the few steps back, accepted him and thanked him. And I asked him “So, what do you like?” He smiled and said, “Ice cream!”

I continued on my way and then ate the treat – not bad, actually! But I thought what a great thing for him to have done and why he flagged me out of all the other people passing by remains a total mystery. Anyway, four or five days later, on my way up Chambers, I stopped at a Checkers and picked up a big plastic cup of vanilla ice cream. The guy was in his place around the corner and when I approached him and put the ice cream on his table, he first looked puzzled – then he remembered and, thanking me, gave the biggest smile I’ve ever seen. He held the ice cream with one hand and reached out the other for a handshake. And when we shook hands, he pulled me closer so we could hug. Ah, New York!

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