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Originally Posted by peconic117
Wow Grand Concourse was actually NICE at one time???
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When my parents got married in 1957 they both lived in Manhattan. They moved to the suburbs of the Bronx.
The Grand Concourse was where the wealthy Jewish Manhattan Doctors lived. Huge lobbies and brass rails.
My building a few blocks off Grand Concourse my neighbor was a Doctor and his Wife who raised her Ivy league sons in that apt. Husband died when I was little, short before we moved she passed away. We bought some used expensive furniture off her sons at the estate sale. I still the beautiful desk left to me by my Mom that the Doctor's wife would use to write out bills to patents and keep track of things. It is from the 1930s.
My Mom at one point when single had an grandaunt who owned a building on 73rd on the Park in Manhattan where she lived. This is now around 1951. Her Rich very old relatives. Actually owned a Farm in the Bronx walking distance from the train. They take the train from 72nd street to the farm for dinner.
The older Jewish folks will tell you the Bronx started going down him in the 1950s when the Irish moved in and even further down hill when Italians followed, soon to be followed by Crackheads and gangs by the early 1970s. By 1973 when it was full blown crazy. A kid in my class Dad got off the train with the Daily News under his arm, a crack yells give me the paper, he says no and he stabs him to death right at six pm on a crowded platform.
My brass rails were stolen in my building, glass doors broken down and super had a guard dog to keep crack heads out of lobby. Stolen cars and Graffiti everywhere. Now imagine this is 1973. Only ten years earlier in 1963 building full of wealthy Jewish Professionals and a few Irish families with brass rails, marble lobby and gleaming French doors. It happened real quick.