Monday, March 30, 2009

PS 177 Graduation: June 1963

Sent by Carlos Alejandro
Top Picture
Howie Silverstein, Jacqueline Lee, Carlos Alejandro
Bottom Picture
Sheldon Austin, Donald Singletary, Billy Owens, Bruce Buell
Howie Silverstein, Carlos Alejandro, Eddie Moy

I think Donald Singletary had a cousin Ronnie Bly who played football for the Giants .. Donald was a great kid, he was like our own Will Smith time he came to my house to play after school and I remember for years the story my Mom used to tell how she felt uncomfortable the time we had a 'girl' cleaning the house and I brought a black friend over to play .. the 'girl' of course was black too ...... Billy Owens was also one of the nicest guys, smiled and laughed a lot ...I played against him in little league, he played for Mariner's Temple which was predominantly if not all black ... one of my favorite little league stories is from a game against Mariner's Temple ... it was Spring of either '62 or '63 and it was a playoff game which meant win the game or the season is over .. I was playing right field, the game was tied in extra innings and they had a runner on 2nd base... on the last play of the game there's a base hit to me in right field, I charged the ball and fired home trying to throw out the runner from 2nd . it was a pretty good throw but the runner still scored ahead of the tag and Mariner's beats us, ending our season ... as I'm walking off the field dejected a tall black priest walks out of their dugout right up to me ... puts a hand on my shoulder and says, "..son, Mohammed himself couldn't have made a better throw .." ... one of those special moments that could only have happened on the LES ..

a follow up from Carlos
Billy Owens was one of the nicest guys I've ever known. We went on to JHS 22 together. He used to walk from the Smith Houses past my apartments, the LaGuardia Houses, and we would walk to Houston and Columbia Streets together until he got a bus pass. Sometimes he would walk with me to my buildings and then pick up the bus. He and Gary Jones were good friends. Didn't Gary play Little League, too. Does anybody know what happened to any of the other kids like: Rochelle Murphy, Eileen Rivela, Elaine Katz, Jacy ? (from Pearl Street?), Trudy Babits, Eddie Moy, ...
What was the name of the store right across the street from the school? That's where I would get those Ivy League plasticky book covers for my notebooks and or textbooks.
Here's a memory I have: One day at lunch time a bunch of us, a big bunch, decided to go down to Battery Park to see the President's motorcade at South Ferry. John F. Kennedy in a big black Lincoln with the weird doors. When we got back Mrs. Meiers was confused about why we had "cut" class but when she heard she just kinda laughed it off. Anybody else remember that?

from Donald Singletary
KD COBRA said...
FROM DONALD SINGLETARY - WOW! What a great surprise. I lucked up on this blog while "Googling" myself!
That second photo with Billy Owens and Howard Silverstein, etc. -- that's NOT me in the photo. Don't know who it is.
Anyway, I've been putting together some stuff for an LES book of my own. I connected with a writer who used to teach at P.S. 2 -- Leslie Kandell. She has found many of her former students. I also have some old photos I'd love to share. Glad you guys are well. Sadly, Billy died in November 1990. Many others have passed too. Glad you guys are all right. There's a Smith Projects Reunion this weekend on Saturday in the park by the Gym. Many "old-timers" come around.
Would love to keep in touch please email me at:

Bertha Wendroff, 205 Henry Street: Then And Now

The synagogue was where the new building is now, to the left of 205 which was also apparently torn down since the 1930 photo. Ok, I'm done with the Triangle Fire for this year.

Triangle Commeroration 2005

from 8/11/05 from pseudo-intellectualism
As mentioned previously on 8/8/05 posting; Ms. Joseph's fifth graders at the Triangle Shirtwaist Commemoration sponsored by Unite on March 26, 2005. Here's a clip from where you can see a group of students with their work on stage. Mr. Maltese is referring to the following information from David von Drehle's recent book on the Triangle Fire:
MALTESE, Catherine, asphyxiation/burns. 35 Second Ave. Identified on December 18, 1911, when her husband, Serafino, finally recognized one of her possessions. Mother of Lucy and Sara. Leon Stein, The Triangle Fire, p. 204.
MALTESE, Lucia “Lucy,” 20, asphyxiation/burns. 35 Second Ave. Identified by her father Serafino. Sister of Sara, daughter of Catherine. Multiple newspapers, March 27.
MALTESE, Rosaria “Sara,” 14, asphyxiation/burns. 35 Second Ave. Identified by her father Serafino. Sister of Lucy, daughter of Catherine. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

Pauline Pepe: Survivor of Triangle Fire

from August 2005 from pseudo-intellectualism The victims of the triangle fire, NYC circa the era of Witch of 4th Street, were mostly Jewish and Italian. Here's a story about it from the Kisseloff book. The image shows the damage and the factory owners.

Triangle Chalk Victims Photos From Previous Years

Chalk Triangle

Albina Caruso: 21 New Bowery

I noticed on the KV Triangle Victim Map that the address for Albina Caruso was incorrect. I got that location from the chalk google map. The New Bowery was different from The Bowery. The New Bowery doesn't exist anymore, it is now St. James Place. The location now is .part of the Smith Projects. The map is from 1891. Below is a 1920 picture of that area showing the First Jewish Cemetery. In 1920 a section of the Third Avenue Elevated ran overhead

KV Vicinity Triangle Shirtwaist Factory Fire Map

11 of the victims lived about less than a third of mile from KV. The good people from the street chalk program commemorate the event each year by writing the names in front of the addresses that these people lived at. Unfortunately I checked last Wednesday, the 25th, and no one marked for Josie, Rosina and Santina which would have been around here.

I'll try to remember to volunteer next year. 2011 will be the big 100th anniversary and the planning has already started

LES Triangle Victim Map

From a December 2007 post from pseudo-intellectualism
I created this map to give a historical LES context to Ms. Joseph's class project on the Triangle Shirtwaist Fire Victims. I utilized a very unique map created by John Tauranac as the base. Ms. Joseph had used the historical fiction title , "East Side Story," along with archival information from Unite's (the former ILGWU) web site, Her students wrote stories with characters placed back in time with that era. They also made posters protesting working conditions simulating what the shirtwaist workers did in the 1909 strike. They brought much of this material with them as special guests of the UFT's District Representatuve, Donna Manganello, to the annual commemoration that takes place at the site of the fire. Their work was recognized by the President of Unite, Bruce Raynor, and they had the honor to be invited onstage for the official ceremony. Portions of this were broadcast locally on

with new information from David von Drehle and the Triangle Chalk Map I'm updating mine see the next post

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Ralph Fasanella 3

Ralph Fasanella 2

a link to a slide show I had done previously involving Ralph Fasanella from pseudo-intellectualism in August of 2005
his wikipedia entry
Whether it's a strike or factory floor, former union organizer Ralph Fasanella devoted his life to painting working men and women. The man who is considered America's best self taught artist, would eventually complete hundreds of pieces of work dedicated to jobs and justice.
Ralph Fasanella was born to Joseph and Ginevra (Spagnoletti), Italian immigrants, in the Bronx, New York, on Labor Day in 1914. He was the third of six children. His father delivered ice to local homes. His mother worked in a neighborhood dress shop drilling holes into buttons, and spent her spare time as an anti-fascist activist.
Fasanella spent much of his youth delivering ice with his father from a horse-driven wagon. This experience deeply impressed him. He saw his father as representative of all working men, beaten down day after day and struggling for survival. "Fasanella later said that the compositional density of his pictures was influenced by the experience of helping his father deliver ice, which involved removing all the food from customers' refrigerators and arranging it in neatly ordered stacks."Fasanella's mother was a literate, sensitive, progressive woman. She instilled in Fasanella a strong sense of social justice and political awareness. Fasanella began accompanying his mother when she worked on anti-fascist and trade union causes. Fasanella also helped his mother publish and distribute a small Italian-language, anti-fascist newspaper to help support the family.
Joseph Fasanella abandoned his family and returned to Italy in the 1920s. This increased the influence Fasanella's mother had over young Ralph, but it also led to some behavioral problems
Fasanella served two stints in reform schools run by the Catholic Church for truancy and running away from home. He later said he was sexually abused ("used as a girl") by the priests.[2] These experiences instilled a deep dislike for authority and reinforced Fasanella's hatred for anything which broke people's spirits. Fasanella later depicted his experience in reform school in a painting titled Lineup at the Protectory 2 (1961). The melancholy image features rows of boys standing at attention, watched over by scowling, ominous-looking priests. Fasanella quit school after the sixth grade.
During the Great Depression, Fasanella worked as a textile worker in garment factories and as a truck driver. He became a member of United Electrical, Radio and Machine Workers of America (UE) Local 1227 while working as a machinist in Brooklyn. He became strongly aware of the growing economic and social injustice in the U.S., as well as the plight and powerlessness of the working class.
In late 1930s, Ralph Fasanella volunteered to fight in the Abraham Lincoln Brigade, an American paramilitary force fighting to support the Second Spanish Republic against the successful fascist rebellion led by General Francisco Franco.
After the Spanish Civil War, Fasanella returned to the United States, where he began organizing labor unions.
Fasanella joined the UE staff in 1940. He organized a Western Electric manufacturing plant in Manhattan, a Sperry Gyroscope factory, and a number of other electrical equipment and machine plants in and around New York City. One of his later paintings shows a union organizing committee meeting being held in a UE hall.
It was during a UE organizing drive in 1940 that Fasanella first began to draw.Fasanella married Matilda Weiss in 1943. The short-lived marriage ended in 1944.
In the mid-1940s, Fasanella began to suffer from intense finger pain caused by arthritis. A union co-worker suggested that he take up painting as a way to exercise his fingers and ease the pain.
In 1945, Fasanella persuaded the UE to organize painting classes for its members at a local college. He was one of the first members to sign up for classes.
Fasanella became consumed by art, and left labor union organizing to paint full-time. To pay the bills, he pumped gasoline at a service station.
Fasanella's painting focused on city life, men and women at work, union meetings, strikes, sit-ins and baseball games. He quickly developed a style which spoke to workers and the poor through the use of familiar details. Fasanella improvised a quasi-surrealist style, depicting interiors and exteriors or past and future simultaneously. He painted canvases as big as 10 feet across because he envisioned his paintings hanging in large union meeting halls.
" 'I always felt embarrassed by the whole goddamn thing,' he said, 'but I had to do it.' "
Fasanella's art was highly improvisational. He never planned out works, and rarely revised them. He said of his 1948 painting May Day, it "just came out of my belly. I never planned it. I don't know how I did it."
His first solo show was at the ACA Galleries in New York City in 1948. One of his first sales was to choreographer Jerome Robbins.
In 1950, Fasanella married Eva Lazorek, a school teacher. They had a son, Marc, and a daughter, Gina.
Fasanella's opinionated, leftist-oriented artwork caused him to be blacklisted among art dealers and galleries during the McCarthy era. His wife supported him by teaching school.
Fasanella's work, however, remained largely unknown for nearly 30 years. While he was acknowledged within labor and leftist circles, his art remained more of a popular curiosity.
A self-proclaimed folk-art dealer "discovered" Fasanella in 1972.
On October 30, 1972, Fasanella appeared on the cover of New York magazine. The cover depicted him wearing a work shirt and standing in his tiny studio. Accompanying the photo was the headline: "This man pumps gas in the Bronx for a living. He may also be the best primitive painter since Grandma Moses."
The New York magazine cover catapulted Fasanella to national fame.
Fasanella was happy with his fame, but dismissed descriptions of his work as primitive. Fasanella said it was not possible to be primitive in a post-industrial society. Critic John Berger agreed, pointing out Fasanella's left-liberal critique of urban living, "the violence of the daily necessity of the streets .. the way that the density of the working population makes itself felt."
Fasanella's art began to sell. He appeared on The Dick Cavett Show and CBS News Sunday Morning with Charles Kuralt, and his work appeared in several documentary films (including one about baseball). A large number of exhibits traveled the U.S. His work brought new respect for folk, urban and working-class art, and encouraged the emerging field of labor culture studies.
Fasanella spent three years in Massachusetts in the mid-1970s. He lived in an $18-a-week room at the YMCA while completing 18 canvases. He produced several very large paintings of New England mill towns, three of which depicted the Lawrence textile strike of 1912. He also produced a painting of Julius and Ethel Rosenberg, and violent, blood-red image of the assassination of John F. Kennedy.
In 1986, Ron Carver, a union organizer, founded a non-profit organization called Public Domain to raise money and acquire Fasanella works so that they could be displayed in public rather than private collections. Carver was inspired by Fasanella himself, who declared, "I didn't paint my paintings to hang in some rich guy's living room."[Fasanella's 5-foot by 10-foot painting, "Lawrence 1912: The Great Strike" (also titled "Bread and Roses - Lawrence, 1912") was purchased by donations from 15 labor unions and the AFL-CIO. It was loaned to the United States Congress, where it hung for years in the Rayburn Office Building in the hearing room of the House Subcommittee on Labor and Education. Following the 1994 elections, a staffer for the new Republican majority in Congress had the painting removed from the hearing room and returned to the owners.[5] The work now hangs at the Labor Museum and Learning Center in Flint, Michigan.
In 1995, Fasanella's 1950 painting, Subway Riders, was installed in the New York City subway station at Fifth Avenue and 53rd Street.
Fasanella's Family Supper is currently on permanent display in the Great Hall at Ellis Island.
By the end of his life, many of the causes Fasanella fought for no longer enjoyed public favor or had been lost. Fasanella himself lamented the decline in the relevance of his work. "It's over. What I wanted to do was to paint great big canvases about the spirit we used to have in the movement and then go around the country showing them in union halls. When I started these paintings I had no idea that when they were all finished there wouldn't be any union halls in which to show them." It quickly became apparent that much of the public fascination for Fasanella's work had relied on the political and socio-economic messages they contained rather than their artistic appeal. As those messages fell from favor, Fasanella was abandoned by many of his strongest supporters. As he told one reporter: "The other day, I called an old lefty pal at 1199 (the drug and hospital workers' union) and offered them my stuff. 'Forget it Ralph,' he said to me. 'We don't want your stuff.' "
At his death, however, he had regained a small measure of popularity again. In a press release regarding his death, John Sweeney, president of the AFL-CIO, declared Fasanella to be "a true artist of the people in the tradition of Paul Robeson and Woody Guthrie."
Critics praise Fasanella for utilizing bold images and strong colors:
His paintings—bold, colorful, loaded with detail yet unified in composition—speak powerfully of a distinct working-class identity and culture, and of the dignity of labor. They capture the past and express hope for the future.
Fasanella is also cited for being able to create deeply detailed works with highly individualized parts, yet unifying these scenes into a coherent single image. "Typically, his paintings have hundreds, if not thousands, of individually painted people and buildings. But Fasanella's people are never individuals. They're always seen en masse."
Some critics have argued that Fasanella's world is one of simplistic nostalgia for a past that never really existed. But his supporters point to the "anger, anxiety and agitation" which can be found not only in some of the subjects he depicts (strikes, sit-ins) but in the subtle details of his canvases (such as the angry marchers in his May Day). "He has done what he set out to do, paint the heroism of the working class in the organizing struggles of the thirties and the forties and the continuing struggles, the joys and sorrows and the hopes that make up the lives of workers and their families."

Who's Almost Who In Knickerbocker Village History: Ralph Fasanella

As I got absorbed in The Triangle Shirtwaist Factory Fire Memorial series I remembered the work of Sullivan Street born Ralph Fasanella and his great working people and labor themed pieces.
image source gallery felicie
audio bread and roses from labor notes
more on bread and roses and the lyrics from pseudo-intellectualism in April of 2008
below: from the daily news series' BIG TOWN BIOGRAPHY: Lives and Times of the Century's Classic New Yorker
RALPH FASANELLA NOT FOR SOME RICH GUY’S LIVING ROOM By TOM ROBBINS Daily News Staff Writer Sunday, November 14th 1999, 2:11AM
IT STARTED with a pain in his fingers, a restless, bothersome throbbing. For the longest time, Ralph Fasanella, 30-year-old former juvenile delinquent from Little Italy's mean streets, high school dropout, anti-Fascist soldier, card-carrying Red and lunchbox-toting factory worker, couldn’t figure it out. Arthritis, friends suggested. At my age? he wondered.
Then, one day while on vacation in 1944, he grabbed pencil and paper and began to draw the first thing he saw, a pair of shoes tossed in a corner.
The pain lessened. He drew some more: a cabin, a canoe. He looked at the drawings. Not bad, he noticed with surprise. He kept at it, drawing the faces of workers at the meetings he organized for the United Electrical Workers union.
A friend suggested he get brushes, paint and a canvas.
Maybe I will, he said. He'd never been in a gallery or walked into a museum. At the art supply shop, he asked, "What's a canvas?"
HE WORE OUT a brush a day. He painted what he saw on the subway and the streets, the work-worn men and women of New York, painting until he realized he was paying more attention to the faces at his union meetings than the words that were spoken.
That was when Ralph Fasanella decided he was going to become a real painter. Not one of those empty, alienated modern artists, whose work he had by now checked out. But a people's painter, a maker of big pictures celebrating the things that inspired him: strikes, baseball games, Coney Island, his immigrant family.
It didn't matter that his stuff wasn't particularly salable, that his figures were stiff and primitive, with amateur stamped all over them. He had something inside him that needed to get itself onto canvas.
Oh yes, politics was a big part of it, he said. The workers should know their proud history, of May Day, of the martyrs Sacco and Vanzetti, of sweatshops and strikes. And so he got to work.
Years later, long after even the stuffiest of critics had given him belated recognition and his paintings hung in museums and private collections and he was painting covers for The New Yorker, Ralph Fasanella still looked more factory hand than artist.
He was 5-feet-5, built like a fire hydrant. He wore big horn-rim glasses that fell over his broad nose, checked flannel shirts, dark gabardine work pants, zipper jackets and a tweed cap pulled down over his wide, bare forehead.
And not for him any reclusive artist's mystery. He could talk the paint off the wall, striking up a conversation with a stranger at a coffee shop in the morning that, if allowed, could carry well into afternoon, a gruff, obscenity-laced, nonstop tour of his thoughts on work, politics, art and, of course, his own life story.
Which went something like this:
RALPH FASANELLA was born on Labor Day, Sept. 2, 1914, the third of six children of Giuseppe and Ginevre, immigrants from Bari, a hardscrabble part of southern Italy. The family squeezed into a tiny walkup tenement on Sullivan St. Joe Fasanella sold ice from a horse-drawn wagon, lugging the big blocks upstairs with a pair of iron tongs. Ralph was supposed to help, but he always ducked out to join his friends on the street, peeking into Jimmy Kelly's saloon on the corner, pinching fruit from the stores. At age 9 he was dispatched to the New York Catholic Protectory in the East Bronx, a bleak, brick-walled reformatory for wayward kids. "Nine years old, and they beat the hell out of me," he recalled years later.
He ran away and was brought back three times. Instead of conquering him, however, the school nurtured a rebel spirit.
In 1928, broke and exhausted, Joe Fasanella gave up and went back to Italy, leaving his wife to raise the family on her earnings in a garment sweatshop. Fiercely proud Ginevre Fasanella, when she wasn't sewing buttonholes, put out an Italian-language anarchist newspaper. This time, son Ralph pitched in to help. His mother's politics, he always said, saved him from the streets.
The Depression hit, and he marched with the Unemployed Councils, then made the next step up the radical ladder, joining the Young Communist League. In 1937, he signed up to fight Franco's Fascists in Spain, sailing with the Abraham Lincoln Brigade, his mother waving goodbye at the dock.
In Spain, he was known as the tough little New York Italian guy who instructed his comrades in the finer points of beer joints and poolrooms. He survived Spain, and later did a turn in the Navy, but his chief business was still radicalism, and back home he organized hospital workers, teamsters and elevator operators right up until the day his fingers told him they wanted to paint.
His idea was to work in a machine shop and paint in his off hours. But the plan clashed with the dawn of the McCarthy era. "Every time I got a job in a factory, someone would come in and see the boss," he remembered. By his count, the FBI chased him out of nine jobs as a national security risk. He married Eva Lazorek in 1950, and her teacher's salary helped them get by until he and his brothers went partners on a garage in the Bronx. Fifteen years were passed at the Happy and Bud gas station at 163rd St. and Third Ave., pumping gas and changing oil filters. In his spare time, he painted churches, Yankee Stadium, May Day rallies.
He filled his paintings with the tiny details of everyday life, painstakingly drawing brick by brick the walls of the reformatory that had held him as a youth, the tenement windows of Italian Greenwich Village, his family grouped around the kitchen table, his mother's sewing machine in a corner, his father symbolically crucified with the ice tongs about his head, the legend "Lest We Forget" inscribed at the picture's top.
There was no market for his work. But he didn't gripe. You want to be a painter, he figured, you work two jobs.
THEN A New York magazine writer named Nicholas Pileggi got wind of him. The cover of the magazine's Oct. 30, 1972, issue ran pictures of Fasanella and his paintings under the headline: "This man pumps gas in the Bronx for a living. He may also be the best primitive painter since Grandma Moses."
Suddenly there was a swirl of cocktail parties and customers. It was a little much for a gas pump jockey. To get away from the crowd and renew his concentration, he took himself to Lawrence, Mass., site of the great 1912 "Bread and Roses" textile mills strike, a turning point in American labor history. He spent three years there, living in a local YMCA, sketching and researching, producing a huge, 5-by-10 tableau. He hung it in a local library and the residents came to see. "Jesus, look, this guy's painting our lives," said one old-timer.
It was music to Fasanella's ears. "I didn't paint my paintings to hang in some rich guy's living room," he said. "They should be seen, not hidden away."
Union activist Ron Carver agreed. In 1988, Carver launched a campaign to raise funds to place Fasanella's work in public places. With financial help from trade unions seeking to reclaim their past, "The Great Strike - Lawrence 1912" was bought and hung in the House of Representatives office building, although the Republicans subsequently evicted it. "Family Supper," the immigrant family portrait, was placed in the restored Immigration Museum on Ellis Island. In 1996, "Subway Riders" was hung - where else? - in the subway, at the IND station at Fifth Ave. and 53rd St. He was playful with kids and he spoke often at schools, passing to another generation the enthusiasm for making pictures. Himself, he painted right up to the end, which came in December 1997, from emphysema. A few weeks later, several hundred of his friends and admirers gathered at the union hall of the Local 1199 hospital workers union and celebrated the life of the little guy whose fingers told him to paint.

Neither George Gobel Nor George Gogel

One KVer took note of Cliff's last story that involved the Gotham Cleaner's. He had a unique R rated story to share (which I cleaned up a bit)

Saturday, March 28, 2009

1956: George Gobel, Not George Gogel

I never thought George Gobel was funny. I never went to George Gogel's, so I can't say if he was funny or not.
About George Gobel
George Leslie Gobel (May 20, 1919 - February 24, 1991) was an American comedian, best known as the star of his own weekly NBC television show, The George Gobel Show, from 1954 to 1960.
Gobel was born in Chicago, Illinois. He graduated from Chicago's Theodore Roosevelt High School in 1937. Initially a country music singer, he appeared on the National Barn Dance on WLS radio and, after service in World War II, turned to comedy. During World War II, Gobel served as a flight instructor on AT-9 aircraft at Altus, Oklahoma and later on B-26 aircraft at Frederick, Oklahoma.
In 1954 he began a television series on NBC, a comedy show that showcased Gobel's quiet, homespun style of humor, a low-key alternative to what audiences had seen on Milton Berle's shows. A huge success, the popular series made the crew-cut Gobel one of the biggest comedy stars of the 1950s.
Its centerpiece was a monologue about situations and experiences that had supposedly happened to him, as well as stories allegedly about his real-life wife, Alice (nicknamed "Spooky Old Alice" and played by actress Jeff Donnell). Gobel's hesitant, almost shy delivery and penchant for tangled digressions were the chief sources of comedy, more important than the actual content of the stories. His monologues popularized several catch phrases, notably "Well then there now" (repeated by James Dean in Rebel Without a Cause), "Well, I'll be a dirty bird" and "You don't hardly get those any more."
Gobel described himself as "Lonesome George," and the nickname stuck for the rest of his career. The TV show typically included a segment in which Gobel appeared with a guitar, started to sing, then got sidetracked into a story, with the song always left unfinished after fitful starts and stops. He had a special version of the Gibson L-5 archtop guitar built, featuring diminished dimensions of neck scale and body depth, befitting his own small stature; a series of several dozen of this "L-5CT" or "George Gobel" model was produced in the late 1950s and early 1960s. He also played harmonica.
In 1957 three B-52 Stratofortress bombers made the first nonstop round-the-world flight by turbojet aircraft. One of the aircraft was christened "Lonesome George." The crew appeared on George Gobel's prime-time television show and recounted their mission which took them 45 hours, and 19 minutes. Lonesome George, the tortoise, is also named after Gobel.
Gobel was a guest on various TV programs, including The Bing Crosby Show and Johnny Carson's The Tonight Show. In an often-replayed segment from a 1969 episode of The Tonight Show, Gobel followed Bob Hope and Dean Martin, walking onstage with a plastic cup with an unidentified drink. Gobel ribbed Carson about coming on last and having to follow those major TV stars. He quipped to Carson, "Did you ever get the feeling that the world was a tuxedo and you were a pair of brown shoes?" After the laughter died down, Carson asked Gobel about his career in World War II as a fighter pilot. Gobel feigned bewilderment at why people laugh when he says that he spent WWII in Oklahoma, pointing out that no Japanese plane ever got past Tulsa. Gobel also began to get some unexpected laughs, being unaware that Dean Martin had begun flicking his cigarette ashes into Gobel's drink. Observing all of this, Carson finally asked rhetorically, "At what point did I lose control of the show?"In the 1970s, Gobel was a regular panelist on the television game show Hollywood Squares hosted by Peter Marshall. He also lent his voice to 1974 animated special Twas the Night Before Christmas. In the early 1980s, Gobel played Otis Harper, Jr., the mayor of Harper Valley in the television series based on the film Harper Valley PTA.
When ratings soared on The George Gobel Show (rated in the top ten of 1954-55), Paramount promoted Gobel as their new comedy star, casting him as the lead in The Birds and the Bees (1956), a remake of The Lady Eve (1941). However, Gobel's TV success did not translate to the big screen. The film performed so poorly at the box office that release was delayed on his second Paramount movie, I Married a Woman, filmed in 1956 but not released until 1958. Although scripted by Goodman Ace, it also resulted in disappointing ticket sales, and Gobel's career as a Paramount movie star came to an abrupt end. He settled into an endless succession of TV guest star appearances and did not return to movie screens until years later as a character actor in Joan Rivers' Rabbit Test (1978), followed by The Day It Came to Earth (1979) and Ellie (1984). He made nine TV movies during the 1970s and 1980s.
George Gobel died in 1991, shortly after undergoing heart surgery. He was survived by his wife Alice and three children. He is interred in the San Fernando Mission Cemetery in Mission Hills, Los Angeles, California.

Love Finds Andy Hardy (and Cliff)

Perhaps the drugstore scene from one of the Andy Hardy films that inspired Cliff with Linda Trichter at Normandie's. As a kid I loved the Andy Hardy movies and so did my father.

Cliff's KV Notes, Part 11: What's In Store

When you’re a hyper-active 8-year old, there are only so many things you can do inside an apartment (HG9 in this case) to keep yourself amused. The intercoms worked back then, and they were still the original black finish, , not having been painted over wall-color.. When I pushed the little black button, I got a live person on the other end, so I’d freak out and hang up. Or I would just pick up the earpiece and listen to the activity in the lobby. My pet project was trying to punch a hole in my bedroom floor so I could peek down out the occupants in HG8. Using a hammer and a screwdriver, I got through the parquet flooring but was stopped cold by the “hard stuff” underneath.
So the big deal was getting out of the apartment. And like most middle class folks, that meant shopping. I remember Macy’s and Gimbels with their creaky wooden escalators and the constant bonging bell. But let’s stick closer to home. The store we most frequented was Gogel’s grocery and deli off Madison on Catherine. George Gogel and his wife Tess worked behind the counters. It was a comparatively small store compared to Kremo, for example. I could never figure out why my mother and father selected a particular store when there was more than one of the same variety. Birnbaum had a Kosher butcher shop in the neighborhood, but for some reason my mother took her meat shopping business to Barney’s Kosher butcher on Suffolk off Delancey.
Barney was a short guy who made his ‘L’s” sound like “W’s” So you got wiver instead of liver. Barney had a tall partner, named Hy. They sold freshly killed chickens, and it was pretty cool to see them eviscerate the bird and all the neat stuff that was inside there.
But, back to Gogel’s. George was a client of my father (a lawyer), and the guy at Kremo was not. So that probably figured into the equation. George was a rotund, very pleasant guy, and his wife was equally pleasant. Even though the store was small, they seemed to have everything you asked for. It was cool seeing them use the reacher to pull down products off the higher shelves.
George wrote down the price of each item with the pencil that he kept behind his ear, on the classic brown paper bag. Everything was added up by hand. There was never an adding machine in the store, and the cash register just rang up the total. Gogel’s introduced me to real New York bagels and Italian bread. I was trusted to venture out to Gogel’s on my own, especially on Sunday mornings when my parents could count on a little uninterrupted time together.
Moving down Catherine to the corner of Monroe, was the Normandie Pharmacy. There were at least three pharmacies that I remember in the neighborhood. Normandie, Rich’s on Catherine and Madison and J. Savarese, which was the one we had our prescriptions filled at. I remember splitting an ice cream soda (one glass, two straws) with Linda Trichter when I was even younger. I probably got the idea from an Andy Hardy movie. I remember the adults in the store at the time thought it was “cute.”
Continuing down Catherine, there was Herman’s toy store. Kitty Herman was a classmate of my sister, Susan. Then there was the barber shop, where I got my first haircut. My mother saved a lock of my (then) platinum blonde hair. Al, the old guy, would cut my hair after putting me in a booster seat. I guess the first milestone in my life came when I graduated from the child seat into the adult chair (you’d think he’d give me a certificate or something). Al would strop his straight razor on the big leather strap attached to the chair, and he’d get hot lather from a small black machine. He used the razor to trim the hair on the back of my neck.
The slicked-back look was just coming into vogue, and it was referred to as a “DA” haircut. My father told me the DA stood for “duck’s ass.” My mother would always tell me to tell the barber “close on the sides and not too much off the top.” This day, when I entered the barber shop, I told Al that I wanted a DA haircut. He couldn’t take me, so he passed me off to his son, Pete. I remember Pete as much mellower that Al. Pete even escorted me back to the “H” building when I got lost exploring the KV basement one day. So anyhow, Al starts talking to Pete in Italian, which I don’t understand, but he throws in one phrase in English—“District Attorney” (DA) haircut. ‘Course I didn’t have the hair for that style, so Pete talked me out of it. Oh well, “close on the sides and not too much off the top.”
Moving up to Monroe St, and heading towards Market, there was St. Josephs, but being Jewish, I didn’t know much about it. But it was cool to look inside when the doors were open. Then there was Jimmy’s candy store. Jimmy was a guy maybe in his 40s, who wore glasses with one lens permanently fogged. He hand-packed Reid’s ice cream into square _- and pint containers. Good stuff, that Reid’s. Better than the packaged Breyer’s stuff at the Normandie. Jimmy had two gumball-type vending machines out front. One held tiny red Pistachios, and the other contained “Indian nuts” (pine nuts) as they were called. Unlike the Pistachios, the Indian nuts were sealed in a shell that you had to crack with your teeth—a lot of work, and you usually ended up with bits of shell in your mouth with the nut meat—not pleasant.
Further down on Monroe was a Chinese hand laundry that my father brought his shirts to. The place smelled almost like a bakery, and you got your shirts back with a wide blue paper band around it. This place had a bamboo lattice separating the customers from the workers. I couldn’t figure it out. It didn’t look sturdy enough to stop someone from busting through if they had a mind to. I guess they were paranoid.
Crossing Monroe St. to the KV side, there was the Gotham Cleaners, right near the K&K. The store was below street level, and you walked down a shot flight of stairs. Gotham’s door usually was open, and for some reason, I would throw stuff into the store, and then run when the owner came out to chase me and yell. I don’t know why I did it, I didn’t have anything against the guy. Maybe it was just something to do. And I did it, every chance I got. The owner was the only one working the front, and he’d run out like he was on a leash, going only so far—usually just to the top of the stairs before he turned back. This guy really had it in for me. Not that I could blame him
One day, after firing off a salvo or two of schmutz into the guy’s store, I was ready to take off as usual, when I was distracted by something going on across the street. I paused just long enough to feel this big hand clamp down hard on my shoulder. I knew it was the end. Retribution for my sins. My life flashed before me and I peed in my pants. I knew I was going to die right there.
Actually the Gotham guy didn’t kill me (otherwise all this would have been ghost-written—but you wouldn’t have known that). We had a little chat, and in return for sparing my life, I promised to take my “business” elsewhere.
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1911 Triangle Victim: Bertha Wendroff, 205 Henry Street

One of the things that David von Drehle's update of the original casualty list enabled me to do was to find some of the KV area victims from the 1910 census. The Times' newspaper list of 1911 had many name inaccuracies. Bertha was one of two victims who amazingly survived the jump but who died a day later from internal injuries. 205 Henry Street is near Clinton Street.

Friday, March 27, 2009

The Annual Triangle Shirtwaist Memorial

from Unite Here except I made some updates as my Windsor Terrace neighbor Joel Shufro and others were there and Nicholas Scarpata was not. The original press release said there were to be school kids-there weren't
Labor Union Honors Workers’ Lives Lost and Recognizes Continued Dangers Faced on the Job NEW YORK, NY– Unite Here, the New York City Fire Department, workers and school children commemorated the Triangle Fire on March 25, 1911. Ed Vargas of Unite Here led the event and among those who came to mark the anniversary of the tragic Triangle Shirtwaist Fire and advocate for improved workers’ safety were New York City Deputy Fire Commissioner Frank Cruthers, New York City Comptroller William Thompson, New York Metropolitan Area Joint Board Local 23-25 Secretary- Treasurer May Chen, Assistant Secretary of the UFT Robert Astrowsky , New York City Central Labor Council Executive Director Ed Ott, Coalition of Injured Cintas Workers' member Donatila Alvarez and Joel Shufro, Executive Director of the New York Committee for Occupational Safety
The fire at the Triangle Shirtwaist Company, located in New York City’s Greenwich Village, was one of the worst industrial tragedies in our nation’s history, and, until September 11, 2001, it was the city’s deadliest workplace disaster. Fire broke out and within minutes spread to consume the building’s upper three stories. Firefighters who arrived at the scene were unable to rescue workers trapped inside because the doors were locked and their ladders could not reach the factory floor. During today’s ceremony, a bell tolled for the lives lost as students and workers read the name of, and placed a flower for, each victim of the Triangle Fire.
The tragedy marked a turning point in the city’s fire safety efforts and the struggle by workers to organize for safer, more just working conditions. The Triangle Fire commemoration highlighted the dangerous and inhumane conditions that workers continue to face and emphasized the need for rapid passage of the Employee Free Choice Act.
The Employee Free Choice Act will give workers a greater voice in workplace safety by requiring companies to recognize a union when a majority of workers sign cards stating that they want a union. Once passed, the Employee Free Choice Act will enact meaningful penalties against employers who break the law.
“The Triangle Shirtwaist factory was infamous because the employers refused to recognize the union even though many workers were union members of Local 25, the predecessor of today’s Local 23-25,” said May Chen, New York Metropolitan Area Joint Board Secretary- Treasurer. “It took a disaster, where 146 young immigrant workers lost their lives, for the city and employers to change some of their most abusive practices. Today, despite the union’s efforts, low wage and immigrant workers often face similar horrors as well as major barriers to unionization. With the Employee Free Choice Act, we have the opportunity to give all workers a real voice in workplace safety, benefits and rights that can be won through union organizing.”
“We know that union jobs are safer jobs,” said Ed Vargas of Unite Here. “We know that union workers, regardless of their country of origin, have the power to demand a safe workplace of their employers, we cannot wait for another tragedy - we must pass the Employee Free Choice Act now.”
UNITE HERE represents approximately 450,000 workers in the hospitality, gaming, food service, laundry, textiles and manufacturing distribution industries in the United States and Canada.

another story about this memorial with a certain political point of view

Judge Crain: 1933

above, a close-up of Crain below. Looks like a doddering old fool here

from the labor relations archives at Cornell
The Prosecuting Attorney
Charles S. Bostwick
The trial was orchestrated by three men. Charles S. Bostwick was the prosecuting attorney. His theory of the case was simple: Locking a factory door during working hours was a misdemeanor, and a misdemeanor that led to a death was felony manslaughter. He set out to prove that Harris and Blanck knowingly ordered an exit door locked on the day of the fire, and that this door prevented the escape of Margaret Schwartz, who died in the blaze. Bostwick wore a brushy moustache and a brooding countenance between his fur-trimmed overcoat and his silk top hat. But his appearance was more dramatic than his performance; the former state assemblyman and professor of corporate law was able, yet colorless, in his conduct of the trial.
For the Defense: Max D. Steuer
Bostwick's opponent was Max D. Steuer, the most celebrated and sought-after attorney in New York during the three decades before his death in 1940. This trial finds Steuer coming into his own, with all the skills that made him famous on display: his photographic memory, his blend of ruthlessness and charm, his devastating cross-examinations. Like many of the Triangle fire victims and witnesses, Steuer was a Jewish immigrant from Eastern Europe; indeed, he worked in a garment sweatshop himself as a boy.
The Controversial Judge
Thomas C.T. Crain is among the most elusive figures in the story of the Triangle fire. Scion of a wealthy New York family, Crain nevertheless owned his career to the mostly working-class political machine known as Tammany Hall. (Steuer was also closely tied to Tammany.) In today's world, Crain probably would not have been allowed to preside, because several years before this trial he, too, had been blamed for a deadly fire. While serving as Tenement House Commissioner in New York City, Crain failed to prevent an apartment house blaze that left 20 people dead. The judge's instructions to the jury at the end of the trial provoked widespread criticism and clearly helped win an acquittal for Harris and Blanck. Still, Crain can also be found in this record taking the prosecution's side in several disputes.

I speculate the case was decided, as they often are, on who is picked to prosecute, defend and judge the case. There was something very sleezy going on at the time in nyc and state politics. There must be some connection between this case and the outcome of the Becker Rosenthal case
See also this article on the tough jews blog

The Triangle Shirtwaist Factory Fire: Judge Crain And His Puzzling Charge To The Jury

from Triangle, The Fire That Changed AmericaCrain Triangle

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Triangle Shirtwaist Factory Fire: David Von Drehle And Kevin Baker At The Tenement Museum

David Von Drehle provided a detailed graphic description of the scene and events of the fire. The graphic above comes from Nick Rotondo
Von Drehle's updated list of victim's from his book, Triangle, The Fire That Changed America
1911 Triangle Shirtwaist Factory Fire Victims List
ADLER, Lizzie, 24, multiple injuries. 324 E. 6 St. Identified by her brother Jacob. Source: Multiple newspapers, March 27.

ALTMAN, Anna or Annie, 16, fractured skull. 33 Pike St. Identified by her brother Morris. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

ARDITO, Anna, 25, burns. 509 E. 13 St. Times, April 2.

BASSINO, Rosie, 31, multiple injuries. 57 W. Houston St. Identified by her husband, Joseph. Sister of Irene Grameatassio. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

BELLOTA, Vincenza, 16, asphyxiation/burns. 625 Washington St., Hoboken, N.J. Identified by her uncle, Ignazio Ratzo. Name also given as Ignazia Bellata. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

BENENTI, Vincenza/Vincenzo, 22, multiple injuries. 17 Marion St. Identified by Fideli Babenti (relationship unknown). Multiple newspapers, March 27.

BERNSTEIN, Essie, 19, asphyxiation/burns. 77 Essex St. Identified by her father, Morris. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

BERNSTEIN, Jacob, 22 (28?), multiple injuries. 224 E. 13 St. Identified by Jacob Lehman (relationship unknown). Multiple newspapers, March 27.

BERNSTEIN, Morris, 19, multiple injuries. 309 E. 5 St. Identified by his brother, Herman. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

BIERMAN, Gussie, 22, burns. 8 Rivington St. Identified by Annie Brotsky (relationship unknown). Name also given as Gertie. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

BINEVITZ, Abraham, 20 (30?), fractured skull. 474 Powell St., Brooklyn. Identified by Isaac Weisman (relationship unknown). Name also given in various sources as Benowitz/Benowich/Robinowitz. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

BRENMAN, Rosie, age unknown, asphyxiation/burns. 257 E. 3 St. Identified by her brother Joseph, accompanied by the family dentist. Sister of Sarah. Multiple newspapers, March 31.

BRENMAN, Sarah “Surka,” age unknown, asphyxiation/burns. 257 E. 3 St. Sister of Rosie. Times, April 2.

BRODSKY, Ida, 16. 306 102 St. Identified by her cousin, Minnie. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

BRODSKY, Sarah, 21, burns. 205 E. 99 St. Identified by her cousin, Morris, and her “sweetheart,” Isidor Brozolsky, who recognized a gold ring he had given her. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

BROOKS, Ida or Ada, 18, burns. 126 Graham Ave., Brooklyn. Identified by the cork soles on her shoes by a brother-in-law (name unknown). Multiple newspapers, March 28.

BRUNETTE, Laura, 17, multiple injuries. 160 Columbia St., Brooklyn. Identified by Libero Morello (relationship unknown). Name also given as Brunetta. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

CAPUTTO, Frances, 17, multiple injuries. 81 DeGraw St., Brooklyn. Identified by Salvatore Natone (relationship unknown). Name also given as Capotto/Cabutto/Capatta/Capatto. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

CARLISI, Josephine, 31, multiple injuries/burns. 502 E. 12 St. Identified by her brother, Vincent Buccemi. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

CARUSO, Albina, 20, multiple injuries. 21 Bowery St. (Also given as 21 New Bowery St.) Identified by Annie DeLucca (relationship unknown). Multiple newspapers, March 27.

CASTELLO, Josie, 21, burns. 155 Cherry St. Identified from the style of her shoe by her brother, Benny. Name also given as Crastello. Multiple newspapers, March 29.

CIRRITO, Rose or Rosie, 18, multiple injuries. 135 Cherry St. Identified by her brother (name unknown). Multiple newspapers, March 27.

COHEN, Anna, 25, burns. 104 Melrose St., Brooklyn. Identified by Louis Gabbe (relationship unknown). Multiple newspapers, March 27.

COLLETTI, Antonia or Antonina, “Annie,” 30, burns. 410 E. 13 St. Identified by her mother, Rose, and by a cousin. The original identification was in multiple newspapers, March 27. That body turned out to be that of Rosie Freedman. The corrected identification was in the World, March 28.

DOCHMAN, Dora, 19, burns. 524 E. 11 St. Identified by two false teeth by her cousin, Louis Shulowitz. Name also given as Clara and Dockman. Multiple newspapers, March 29.

DOWNIC, Kalman, 24, severe injuries from jumping. 214 Monroe St. Identified by his brother-in-law, Harry Kurack. Name also given as Dovnik and as “Dominick Kalman.” Multiple newspapers, March 27.

EISENBERG, Celia, 17, fractured skull. 14 E. 1 St. Identified by her brother, Isidor. Name also given as Isenberg. Multiple news­papers, March 28.

FEIBISCH, Rebecca, 17/18, multiple injuries/burns. 10 Attorney St. Identified by her brother-in-law, Jacob Gottfried. Name also given as Feibush/Feibusch/Ferbisch/Feicisch. Multiple news­papers, March 27.

FICHTENHULTZ, Yetta, 18, burns. 299 E. 8 St. Identified by her sister, Fannie. Name also given as Dichtenhultz. Multiple newspapers, March 29.

FITZE, Daisy Lopez, 24, multiple injuries after jumping into net; died at New York Hospital. 11 Charlton St. Name also given as Dosie L. Fitzie. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

FRANK, Tina, 17, burns. 342 E. 11 St. Identified by a friend, Patrick ??rito. Name also given as Frank Tina and Jennie Franco. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

FREEDMAN, Rosie, 18, asphyxiation/burns. 77 E. 4 St. Identified by her uncle, Isaac Hine. Originally identified as Annie Colletti. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

GERSTEIN, Molly, 17, fractured skull. 325 E. 101 St. Identified by her brother, Michael. Name also given as Gernstein. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

GETTLIN, Celia, 17, fractured skull. 174 Clinton St. Name also given as Celina Gittlin. Identified by brother, Morris. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

GOLDSTEIN, Esther, 20, multiple injuries. 143 Madison St. (Address also given as 33 Broome St. and 248 Broome St.) Identified by her brother Israel. Multiple newspapers, March 26–27.

GOLDSTEIN, Lena, 23, fractured skull. 161 E. 2 St. Identified by brother Jacob. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

GOLDSTEIN, Mary, 18, asphyxiation/burns. 161 E. 2 St. ­Identified by the buttons on her shoe by her brother, Jacob. World, March 31.

GOLDSTEIN, Yetta, 20, asphyxiation/burns. 282 Madison St. Identified through her signet ring and cuff buttons by her cousin, Abraham Levine. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

GRAMEATASSIO, Irene, 24, asphyxiation/burns. 6 Bedford St. Identified by her husband, Attore. Sister of Rosie Bassino. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

GREB, Bertha, 25, multiple injuries. 161 Nassau Ave., Brooklyn. Identified by her brother (name unknown). Name also given as Geib. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

GREENBERG, Dinah, 18, asphyxiation/burns. 273 Watkins St., Brook­lyn. Identified by her brother-in-law, Abraham Mendelson. World, March 27.

GROSSMAN, Rachel, 17, asphyxiation/burns. 98 E. 7 St. (98 E. 3 St. ?). Identified by her cousin, Samuel Greenberg. World, March 27.

GROSSO, Rosie, 16, asphyxiation/burns.174 Thompson St. Identified by the style of her slippers by her cousin, John Zingalo. World, March 27.

HARRIS, Esther, 21, multiple injuries. 131 Chester St., Brooklyn. Died after plunging down the elevator shaft. Times, March 28.

HERMAN, Mary, 40, asphyxiation/burns. 511 E. 5 St. Identified by her brother, Dr. M. Herman. Her death was the specific subject of the coroner’s jury, which found responsibility on the part of Blanck and Harris. Multiple newspapers, March 28 and
April 17.

HOCHFIELD, Esther, 22, asphyxiation/burns. 292 Monroe St. Identified through her jewelry by “a man who said he was [her] ­sweetheart” and by her father, Benjamin. Name also given as Hochfeld/Goldfield/Gochfeld/Gorfeld. Multiple newspapers, March 29–30.

HOLLANDER, Fannie, 18, asphyxiation/burns. 257 E. 3 St. Ideniti­fied by her cousin, Joseph Wieselthiel. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

HOROWITZ, Pauline, 19, multiple injuries and burns. 58 St. Mark’s Place, Brooklyn. Identified by her brother, Samuel Horowitz. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

JAKOFSKY, Ida, 18, asphyxiation/burns, 294 Monroe St. Identified by her cousin, Samuel Saffre. Name also given as Jakobowski. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

KAPLAN, Augusta “Tessie,” 18, multiple injuries and fractures. 326 E. 8 St. Identifed by her brother, Harry. Name also given as Caplan/Kepple. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

KAPPELMAN, Becky, 18, badly burned. 191 Madison St. Identified by Yondel Johnston (relationship unknown). Name also given as Koppelman/Kabbleman. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

KENOWITZ, Ida, 18, asphyxiation and body charred; died at St. ­­Vin­­cent’s Hospital. 238 Clinton St. Identified by by her cousin, Min­nie Zubtkin. Name also given as Kenovitz/Konowitz/Kenowitch. Multiple newspapers, March 27–28.

KESSLER, Becky, 19, multiple injuries. 276 Madison St. Identified by Morris Kessler (relationship unknown). Multiple newspapers, March 27.

KLINE, Jacob, 28, asphyxiation/burns. 1301 Washington Ave., Brooklyn. Identified through his watch by his cousin, Herman Kline. Name also given as Klein. Times, March 28.

KUHLER, Bertha, 20, asphyxiation/burns. 99 E. 4 St. Identified by Yeppa Titter (relationship unknown). Multiple newspapers, March 27.

KUPFERSMITH, Tillie, 16, multiple injuries and burns. 750 E. Second Street. Identified by her uncle, Morris Schwartz. Name also given as Cupersmith/Kupersmith. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

KUPLA, Sarah, 16, multiple injuries; died at St. Vincent’s Hospital, March 30. The last victim to die, she never regained consciousness. 1503 Webster St., Brooklyn. Multiple newspapers, March 31.

KURITZ, Benjamin “Benny,” 19, multiple fractures and badly burned. 406 E. 10 St. Identified by his father (name unknown). Name also given as Kurt. Multiple newspapers, March 26–28.

L’ABBATO, Annie, 16, multiple injuries. 509 E. 13 St. Identified by brother Frank. Name also given as L’Abotte, L’Abbate. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

LANSNER, Fannie, 21, fractured skull. 23 Forsythe St. Identified by her brother-in-law, Charles Brass. Name also given as Launsner/Lanser. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

LAVENTHAL, Mary, 22, asphyxiation/burns. 604 Sutter Place, Brooklyn. Identified by her brother, Benjamin, and by her dentist. Name also given as Loventhal/Laventhol/Leventhal/Lowenthol. Multiple newspapers, March 27–30.

LEDERMAN, Jennie, 20, asphyxiation/burns. 152 E. 3 St. Identified by her ring by her brother, Morris. Multiple newspapers. March 27.

LEFKOWITZ, Nettie, 23, asphyxiation/burns. 27 E. 3 St. Identified by her brother, Archer. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

LEHRER, Max, 22, multiple injuries. 114 Essex St. Identified by Harry Melzer (relationship unknown). Brother of Sam. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

LEHRER, Sam, 19, multiple fractures. 114 Essex St. Identified by Harry Melzer (relationship unknown). Brother of Max. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

LEONE, Kate, 14, asphyxiation/burns. 515 E. 11 St. Identified by a lock of hair by her uncle, Dominic Leone. Times, March 28.

LERMARCK, Rosie, 19, asphyxiation/burns. 177 E. 100 St. Identified by Nathan Lermarck (relationship unknown). Name also given as Lermack/Lermark. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

LEVIN, Jennie, 19, asphyxiation/burns. Address unknown. Times, April 1.

LEVINE, Pauline, 19, multiple injuries. 380 South 4 St., Brooklyn. Identified by her cousin, Louis Mart. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

MALTESE, Catherine, asphyxiation/burns. 35 Second Ave. Identified on December 18, 1911, when her husband, Serafino, finally recognized one of her possessions. Mother of Lucy and Sara. Leon Stein, The Triangle Fire, p. 204.

MALTESE, Lucia “Lucy,” 20, asphyxiation/burns. 35 Second Ave. Identified by her father Serafino. Sister of Sara, daughter of Catherine. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

MALTESE, Rosaria “Sara,” 14, asphyxiation/burns. 35 Second Ave. Identified by her father Serafino. Sister of Lucy, daughter of Catherine. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

MANARA, Maria, 27, multiple injuries, 227 E. 28 St. Identified by her husband (name unknown). Name also given as Manabel. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

MANDERS, Bertha, 22, multiple injuries and burns; died at St. Vin­cent’s Hospital. Address unknown. Identified by papers in her pocket. World, March 27.

MANOFSKY, Rose, 22, multiple injuries; died at Bellevue Hospital. 412 E. 74 St. Identified by her mother (name unknown). Multiple newspapers, March 27.

MARCIANO, Michela “Mechi,” 20 (25?), skull fractured and body badly burned. 272 Bleecker St., identified by Charles Curarbina (relationship unknown). Multiple newspapers, March 27.

MEYERS, Yetta, 19, asphyxiation/burns. 11 Rivington St. Identified by her brother, Abraham. Multiple newspapers, March 30.

MIALE, Bettina, 18, multiple injuries. 135 Sullivan St. Identified by her brother, Joseph. Sister of Frances. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

MIALE, Frances, 21, asphyxiation/burns. 135 Sullivan St. Identified by her uncle, Pietro Dalio. Name also given as Maiale. Sister of Bettina. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

MIDOLO, Gaetana, 16, asphyxiation/burns. 8 Commerce St. Identified by her brother, James. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

NEBRERER, Becky, 19, multiple injuries and burns; died at New York Hospital. 19 Clinton St. Name also given as Nersberger/Nerberer. Multiple newspapers, March 26 and 27.

NICHOLAS, Annie, 18, multiple injuries; died at New York Hospital. 126 E. 110 St. Identified by her mother (name unknown). Multiple newspapers, March 27.

NICOLOSCI, Nicolina, 21 (22?), multiple injuries and burns. 440 E. 13 St. Identified by Dominic Leone (relationship unknown). Name also given as Michelina, Nicolosi/Nicolosei. Multiple news­papers, March 27.

NOVOBRITSKY, Annie, 20, fractured skull and badly burned. 143 Madison St. Identified by her brother, Israel. Name also given as Vovobrisky. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

NUSSBAUM, Sadie, 18, asphyxiation/burns. 641 E. 6 St. Identified by “a peculiar stitch used in darning her stockings” by her mother, Clara. Name also given as Nausbaum. Multiple newspapers, March 27–28.

OBERSTEIN, Julia, 19, fractured skull. 53 Avenue A. Identified by her brother-in-law, Isaac Kaplan. Name also given as Aberstein. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

ORINGER, Rose, 20, multiple injuries; died at St. Vincent’s Hospital. Address unknown. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

OSTROWSKY, Becky, 20, multiple injuries and burns. 108 Delancey St. Identified by her brother, Simon. Name also given as Astrowsky. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

OZZO, Carrie, 22 (19?), multiple injuries and burns; died at Bellevue Hospital. 1990 (1919?) Second Ave. Identified by her brother-in-law, John Scalia. Name also given as Uzzo/Nuzzo. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

PACK, Annie, 18, asphyxiation/burns. 747 E. 5 Street. Identified by her clothing by her brother Louis Ashkenazy. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

PANNO, Providenza, 43, asphyxiation/burns. 49 Stanton St. Identified by her husband, Frank. World, March 29.

PASQUALICCA, Antonietta, 16, multiple injuries. 509 E. 13 St. Identified by her brother, Nicholas. Name also given as Pasqualiato. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

PEARL, Ida, 20, asphyxiation/burns. 355 E. 4 St. Identified by her brother, Jacob. World, March 29.

PILDESCU, Jennie, 18, asphyxiation/burns. 515 E. 7 (11?) St. Identified by her sister, Yetta. World, March 29.

PINELLO, Vincenza, 22, asphyxiation/burns.136 Chrystie St. Identified by her brother, Louis, and by her dentist. Name also given as Vencenza. Multiple newspapers, March 29.

POLINY, Jennie, 20, asphyxiation/burns. 152 E. 3 St. Identified through the ring she was wearing, by her brother, Morris. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

PRATO, Millie, 21, asphyxiation/burns. 93 MacDougal St. Identified by her brother, Anthony. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

REIVERS, Becky, 19, asphyxiation/burns. 215 Madison St. Identified through earrings she wore, by her cousin, Annie Marcus. Name also given as Reivvers/Reiners. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

ROOTSTEIN, Emma. Address unknown. Times, April 1, 1911.

ROSEN, Israel, 17, asphyxiation/burns. 78 Clinton Street. Identified through his signet ring by his sister, Esther. Son of Julia. Times, April 1.

ROSEN, Julia, 35, multiple injuries. 78 Clinton St. Identified by the braids in her hair by her daughter, Esther. Mother of Israel. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

ROSEN, Louis or Loeb, 38, asphyxiation/burns. 174 Attorney St. Identified by his sister and by his cousin, Mark Smelski. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

ROSENBAUM, Yetta, 22, asphyxiation/burns. 302 (802?) E. Houston St. Identified by a scar on her left knee, by her father and her brother, Samuel. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

ROSENBERG , Jennie, 21, asphyxiation/burns. 242 Broome St. Identified through rings she wore, by her uncle, Morris Grossman. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

ROSENFELD, Gussie, 22, asphyxiation/burns. 414 E. 16 St. Multiple newspapers, April 2.

ROSENTHAL, Nettie, 21, asphyxiation.104 Monroe St. Identified by her cousin, Herman Rosenthal. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

ROTHNER, Theodore “Teddy,” 22, multiple injuries. 1991 Washington Ave., Bronx. Identified by his brother, Max. Name also given as Rottner/Rotha/Rothen. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

SABASOWITZ, Sarah, 17, asphyxiation/burns. 202 Avenue B. Identified by her father, Meyer. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

SALEMI, Sophie, 20 (24?), asphyxiation/burns. 174 Cherry St. Identified by her brother, Antonio. Name also given as Frances. Multiple newspapers, March 27–28.

SARACINO, Serephina “Sara,” 25 (19?), asphyxiation/burns. 118 E. 119 St. Identified by her father, Vincenzo. Sister of Tessie. Name also given as Saretsky. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

SARACINO, Teraphen “Tessie,” 20, asphyxiation/burns. 118 E. 119 St. Identified by her father, Vincenzo. Sister of Sara. Name also given as Saretsky. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

SCHIFFMAN, Gussie, 18, fractured neck and skull. 535 E. 5 St. Identified by her sister Bertha. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

SCHMIDT, Theresa “Rose,” 32, asphyxiation/burns. 141 First Ave. Identified through jewelry by her husband, Oscar. Multiple news­papers, March 27.

SCHNEIDER , Ethel, 30, asphyxiation/burns. 95 Monroe St. Identified by her shoes by her uncle, Jacob Golding. Name also given as Snyder. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

SCHOCHEP, Violet, 21, asphyxiation/burns. 740 E. 5 St. Identified through jewelry, by her mother (name unknown). Multiple newspapers, March 27.

SCHWARTZ, Margaret, 24, asphyxiation/burns. 745 Brook Avenue, Bronx. Identified by her dentist. Name also given as Swartz. Her death was the specific subject of the trial of Blanck and Harris, December 4–29, 1911.

SELZER, Jacob, 33 (30?), multiple injuries. 510 E. 136 St. Identified by David Grossman (relationship unknown). Name also given as Feltzer/ Seltzer/ Zeltner. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

SEMMILIO, Annie, 30, skull fractured and badly burned. 471 Ralph Ave., Brooklyn. Identified by her brother, Thomas Balsano. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

SHAPIRO, Rosie,17, asphyxiation/burns. 149 Henry St. Identified by clothing, by Max Segalowitz. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

SKLAVER, Beryl “Ben,” 25, fractured skull and burns. 169 Monroe St. Identified by Josef Redsky (relationship unknown). Name also given as Sklawer/Sklazer. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

SORKIN, Rosie, 18, multiple injuries. 382 Georgia Ave. Identified by her uncle, Louis Sorkin. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

SPUNT, Gussie, 19, asphyxiation/burns. 823 E. 8 St. Name also given as Spant/Sprint/Sprunt. Multiple newspapers, March 26 and 28.

STARR, Annie, 30 (32?), asphyxiation/burns. 734 E. 9 St. Identified by her cousin, Ida Dubaw. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

STELLINO, Jennie, 16, multiple injuries. 315 Bowery. Identified by her brother, Joseph. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

STERN, Jennie, 18, multiple injuries. 120 E. 3 St. Identified by Fannie Pheffer (relationship unknown). Name also given as Stein. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

STIGLITZ, Jennie, 22, asphyxiation/burns. 231 E. 13 St. Identified by her fillings by her cousin, David Witzling, and by her dentist. Multiple newspapers, March 29.

TABICK, Samuel, 18, asphyxiation/burns. 513 E. 148 St. Identified by his cousin, U. Mansky. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

TERDANOVA, Clotilde, 22, multiple injuries. 104 President St., Brooklyn. Identified by her sister, Rose. Name also given as Terranova/Gerranova. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

TORTORELLA, Isabella, 17, fractured skull and burns. 116 Thompson St. Identified by her brother, Nicholas. Name also given as Torpalella. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

ULLO, Mary, 26 (23?), multiple injuries. 437 E. 12 St. Identified by Ernest Meule (relationship unknown). Name also given as Gullo. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

UTAL, Meyer, 23, asphyxiation/burns. 163 Chrystie St. Identified by his uncle, I. Robinson. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

VELAKOWSKY, Freda, 20, multiple injuries; died at New York Hospital. 639 E. 12 (123?) St. Name also given as Freida and Vilakow­sky. Multiple newspapers, March 27–28.

VIVIANIO, Bessie, 15, asphyxiation/burns. 352 E. 54 St. Identified by her brother, Rosario. Name also given as Viziano, Vivianis, Viviana. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

WEINER, Rose, 23, multiple injuries and burns. 119 E. 8 St. Identified by her sister Mrs. Minnie Rashke. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

WEINTRAUB, Celia “Sally,” 17, multiple injuries. 187 (186?) Ludlow St. Identified by her brother, Max. Name also given as Weinduff. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

WELFOWITZ, Dora, 21, asphyxiation/burns.116 Division St. Iden­tified by her uncle, Ephram Zabinsky. Multiple newspapers, March 28.

WILSON, Joseph, 21, asphyxiation/burns. 528 Green St., Philadelphia. Identified by his fiancée, Rosie Solomon. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

WISNER, Tessie, 21 (27?), multiple injuries and burns. 129 Second Ave. Identified by Samuel Weiss (relationship unknown). Name also given as Weisner. Multiple newspapers, March 27.

WISOTSKY, Sonia, 17, asphyxiation/burns. 303 E. 8 St. Identified by Paul Judytz (relationship unknown). Multiple newspapers, March 27.

WONDROSS, Bertha, 18, multiple injuries; died at St. Vincent’s Hospital. 205 Henry St. Identified by her mother (name unknown). Name also given as Wandrus. Multiple newspapers, March 27.







Triangle Shirtwaist Factory Fire Images: Library Of Congress

Triangle Loc 2

Francis Perkins: The Triangle Shirtwaist Factory Fire

A slide show I did a while ago that I rediscovered. I forgot the source of Perkins' oral history, perhaps the Cornell site. The talk at the Tenement Museum yesterday was excellent. David von Drehle spoke of Frances Perkins, who was in Washington Square on that day, 3/25/1911. She mentions the judge being angry at the owners, but I think the fix was "in." More on this later. A great many of the victims came from the 4th, 6th, 7th and 11th Wards.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

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McAuley Water Street Mission

from correction history
Jerry McAuley Mission Brings a New Day for Rescue to New York City
"I had a sort of trance or vision.... I had a house and people were coming in. There was a bath and they came in and I washed and cleansed them outside and the Lord cleansed them inside. They came at first by small numbers, then by hundreds, and afterwards by thousands. Something said to me, "Would you do that for the Lord if He should call you?" I felt that I could go down there where I had always lived. I was used to the filth and felt sure I should be called to work for Jesus there. Approximately 133 years ago a former inmate of NYC's Tombs and NY state's Sing Sing founded (along with his wife, an ex-prostitute) a rescue mission whose evangelical and rehabilitative work with the homeless and destitute continues to this day although the original wooden building in Lower Manhattan has been long gone. The year was 1872; the month, October, and the couple, Jerry and Maria McAuley. They named their mission house, at 316 Water Street, the Helping Hand for Men. It is reputed the first such rescue mission in New York -- a model for an uncountable number of such urban missions that followed across the country and around the world. Years later McAuley wrote about how he and his wife began the mission house: One day I had a sort of vision. I thought we had a house in the Fourth Ward, and a stream of people were coming in. I washed them outside, and the Lord washed them inside; and I cried as I thought, "O, if I could only do that for Jesus' sake." "Do it for one, if you can't do it for more," said Maria, and that's the way we begun, in an old rookery of a house in one room, and a little sign hung out: "THE HELPING HAND FOR MEN."

Stubby Kaye: Sit Down You're Rocking The Boat

This sort of goes with the McAuley Mission House theme
Stubby, Bernard Kotzlyn, has already been inducted into the Who's Almost Who in Knickerbocker Village History Club
I dreamed last night I got on the boat to Heaven
And by some chance I had brought my dice along,
And there I stood, and I hollered,
"Someone fade me,"
But the passengers they knew right from wrong
For the people all said,
"Sit down, sit down you're rockin' the boat."
People all said,
"Sit down, sit down you're rockin' the boat."
"And the devil will drag you under
By the sharp lapel of your checkered coat;
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down
Sit down you're rocking the boat."
I sailed
Away on that little boat to Heaven
And by some chance found a bottle in my fist,
And there I stood,
Nicely passin' out the whiskey,
But the passengers were bound to resist
For the people all said, "Beware!"
People all said, "beware, beware!"
You're on a heavenly trip."
People all said, "beware!"
People all said, "beware!"
"Beware you'll scuttle the ship;
And the devil will drag you under
By the fancy tie 'round your wicked throat;
Sit down,
Sit down, sit down, sit down,
Sit down you're rockin' the boat."
And as
I laughed at those passengers to Heaven
Ah, ah, ah, ah!
A great big wave came and washed me overboard,
And as I sank, and I hollered,
"Someone save me,"
That's the moment I woke up, thank the Lord!
Thank the Lord, thank the Lord!
And I said to myself, "Sit down"
Said to himself, "Sit down, sit down"
"Sit down you're rocking the boat."
Said to myself, "Sit down"
Said to himself, "Sit down"
"Sit down you're rocking the boat
And the devil will drag you under
And the devil will drag you under
With a soul so heavy you'd never float,
Sit down
Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down,
Sit down you're rockin' the boat-
Sit down you're rockin'
Rockin' the boat
Sit down you're rockin'
Rockin' the boat
Sit down you're rockin'
Rockin' the boat
Sit down you're rockin'
Rockin' the boat...
Sit down, you Sit down you're the boat!

The McAuley Water Street Mission

One of the pictures from the Smith Projects history of a previous post mentioned The McAuley Mission, page 15 in the pdf file I had never heard of it.
I thought this would be apropos. Some of the images are of the Mission and its history ans some come from the library of congress and show a depression era flea market on Pike Slip
from Guys and Dolls
Follow the fold and stray no more
Stray no more, stray no more.
Put down the bottle and we'll say no more
Follow, follow, the fold.
Before you take another swallow!
Follow the fold and stray no more
Stray no more, stray no more.
Tear up your poker deck and play no more.
Follow, follow, the fold.
To the meadows, where the sun shines
Out of the darkness
And the cold.
And the pain and shame in which you wallow.
Follow the fold and stray no more
Stray no more, stray no more.
If you're a sinner and you pray no more
Follow, follow, the fold.

1914: Lillian Wald And The Henry Street Settlement