Schubin Chronicles

47th Street

Walking past the firehouse at 48th Street and Eighth Avenue at 6:30 this morning, two things brought me to a halt. The first was ladder truck 4 leaving, its rotating beacons illuminated. (Contrary to popular misconception, New York’s emergency services don’t blare their sirens as soon as they roll. In our noisy city, firefighters, ambulance […]  More

American freedom

It’s cold today in New York. I mean that strictly from a weather standpoint. The primary election runoff is heating up, with one candidate trying to fling World Trade Center mud on the other. Prior to the first primary, all of the candidates were on their best behavior. The only one to be flinging mud […]  More

A quiet Saturday

It’s a quiet day in New York. It’s Saturday, and the weather is less than wonderful. I’m in a TV truck outside the Metropolitan Opera again, this time for “Wozzeck,” not a benefit or a memorial. There are still flowers and candles and other memorials at the firehouse up the block (including a large mural […]  More

Beyond New York

This morning was the first time since the 11th that I can recall hearing a siren. That wasn’t the only noise. The jackhammers started at about 7:30 am. I don’t think there’s any connection to the attack. Our power company, Con Edison (or, as their web address so amusingly puts it, coned), used to have […]  More

A different hero

In Central Park today, I passed a hot-dog vendor whose umbrella said “Historic Battery Park.” That’s located at the southern tip of Manhattan Island, near “Ground Zero.” Business must be better farther north. There is much concern here about the businesses affected by the attack. Outside of New York, most of the concern seems to […]  More

A new kind of politics?

Ever since the attack, Mayor Giuliani has given the impression of being willing to answer all reporters’ questions truthfully and fully, with certain exceptions. He didn’t want to dwell on figures of the dead or missing. He held back certain information he thought might be a security risk or jeopardize the rescue work. He avoided […]  More

My World Trade Center

First, I want to apologize for something in yesterday’s report. Even though my point was that we cannot blame an ethnic group for the acts of some of its members, I attributed the 1975 LaGuardia Airport bombing, as have some news sources, to members of one such group. I’ve done some more research since into […]  More

Justice, yes, but . . .

In Colorado, one often encounters a license-plate-looking bumper sticker touting the driver’s “NATIVE” birth in the state. In some parts of the world, not even natives are considered part of the community. Sometimes it takes many generations to be accepted; sometimes even that is not enough. New Yorkers are different. We figure that, if someone […]  More

Another day , another memorial

Just when you think things are getting back to normal in New York, you encounter the strange. Last night’s Metropolitan Opera benefit was, by all accounts, a huge success. The company’s general manager announced more than $2.5 million raised by the beginning of the event. The house was packed with 4,000 people (not unusual at […]  More

A Central Park Morning

Ah! A night’s sleep! It works wonders! The latest word is that the number of missing may be too large. Some may have been counted twice (or more). I had the morning off today; I just had to deal with a few calls and e-mails about tomorrow’s Yankee Stadium memorial event. So, my wife and […]  More

New York – The Good Planes are Back

In the early 1970s, I lived on West 48th Street, just west of Eighth Avenue. Across the avenue was a firehouse, near the bus stop I sometimes used (and where, if I was going to an early morning call, the local prostitutes would usually come over for a chat while I waited). I have always […]  More