So many memories indeed. The Hindenburg, Oh God, etc. as a kid. The weird punk rock shows. The roller rink, where I skated with my future wife. The neighborhood homeless guy (known as Frankie Jordy) who slept in the ticket booth when it was vacant. And finally, ANOTHER drug store(so many opened in Ridgewood in the 80’s. And the Karl Ehmer graffiti was done by a friend of mine (Anthony), when another friend (Timmy) came home from a year in jail. Remember it said “welcome home Timmy” as well as “I’ll pork ya” and “eat my meat”?
So many memories indeed. The Hindenburg, Oh God, etc. as a kid. The weird punk rock shows. The roller rink, where I skated with my future wife. The neighborhood homeless guy (known as Frankie Jordy) who slept in the ticket booth when it was vacant. And finally, ANOTHER drug store(so many opened in Ridgewood in the 80’s. And the Karl Ehmer graffiti was done by a friend of mine (Anthony), when another friend (Timmy) came home from a year in jail. Remember it said “welcome home Timmy” as well as “I’ll pork ya” and “eat my meat”?