B52 Gates Ave. Bus on the way home from the Bushwick Post Office

Digital via digital via digital: I visit my hometown of Lancaster PA via googlemaps.com and memory lane comes into view. It's almost scary.

As I first traveled back, I stopped at buildings like this one, and the one below, which contain much of the character of my childhood environment, running as I did through streets and alleyways.

When I was a kid, you could get subs and hoagies here - I think you still can.

This used to be Robert Hall's clothing store that sold inexpensive children's clothing. We got our school uniforms here.

This little building hasn't changed much in 50 years. It's across from the wading pool at Rodney Park.

A garage in Crystal Alley, the useful corridor between our house and the playground at Rodney Park. The Union Hall is in the background on the left.

This is where I grew up. A duplex on Fourth Street. We lived in the one on the right.

This was one of the first houses to be built on what used to be rich Lancaster county farmland. It's right up the street from our old house, on the corner of 4th and Manor Streets.

A bar near my house where I used to go with my dad. He had beer and I had orange soda, which was an amazing treat. I still remember what the place smelled like.

A parking lot in the space that used to be the Strand Theater, where I spent many hours watching the output of American International Pictures. 

Used to be the Thriftway Supermarket. Now part of Kuntzler meats on Manor Street.

Lancaster Opera Workshop. Is this where we went for the Lilliput Pop Concerts?

St. Joseph's School. Yes, I went here from kindergarten to 8th grade.

The schoolyard used to seem like an enormous expansive space. It's just a small yard.

This was the Social Security Office, where I got my official NUMBER when I was 15, so I could start working.

    

On Water Street, at the back of the Fulton Opera House, which used to be a jail. Here, in 1763, vigilantes lynched 14 native people of the Conestoga Nation.

The Pressroom, a good restaurant right downtown, in a building that dates from the mid-1700s.

The old colonial town hall with the Central Market in the back (to the right). The market dates from the 1840s and the town hall is a bit older.

Thaddeus Stevens' house, a stop on the Underground Railroad.

Infraordinary New York

corner of Lafayette and Nostrand, Brooklyn

shutters in Soho-Little Italy tell a story of an earlier earlier (19th-C) industrial lower Manhattan 

aboard the Ikea bus to Red Hook, Brooklyn

she broke up with me on the No. 7 train and this is what it looked like

the bride stripped bare by her photographers, at the Brooklyn Museum

a 9/11 memorial display at the Port Authority

the barista spinning tunes at Last Shag, Franklin Ave., Brooklyn

at the Housing Authority, Brooklyn, me and others in search of our rights as tenants in NYC

Cafe Himalaya on First Ave, Manhattan

construction and artworks, First Ave., Manhattan

The fruit stand burned down here at Broadway and Houston, Manhattan

Brooklyn's skyline is a jumble

subway tunnel lighting for workers - beautiful atmospheres exist underground, too