Sometimes I Miss the Old Days

While I was going through my boxes and boxes of stuff I came across some photographs from the NYPD’s photographic unit. Most were of crime scenes and pictures of people I was writing about, but I also got a copy of this one. I guess it must have been the scene of a crime, but I asked for it because it made me feel nostalgic. I mean, look at it. It’s classic in every last detail. The phone booths in the back!!

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Stacy Horn

I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.

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4 thoughts on “Sometimes I Miss the Old Days

  1. I miss those days too. I miss the old Woolworth’s. Whenever I can, I try to dine in old timey diners. These places tend to not only have a warm atmosphere, they are family owned and friendly as all get out. (Hugs)Indigo

  2. This photo inspired me to dig out an old b&w picture of my grandparent’s 1940s city cafe. It was in the town where I live now, but long ago — the menu reads ten cents for hamburgers. My grandmother was a fabulous cook (unlike myself!) and always said she had a ‘secret recipe’ for the burgers — crowds would appear every day at lunch. I am planning to scan/post the cafe picture at my blog soon.

    Nostalgia can be truly interesting/inspiring.

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