I’ve got a cat named after this bar. It’s the bar of my youth and I remember it fondly. The table in the back right corner was my favorite, it was probably everyone’s favorite of course. I wonder what the story is behind that Blue Devils jersey? I googled it for a bit but didn’t find an explanation. My guess is he simply drank there a lot, or a sadder possibility, he drank there a lot and died and the jersey is there as a memorial.
I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.View all posts by Stacy Horn →