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img_02231When many kids growing up in the neighborhood had a backyard to run around in, I had a fire escape.  

When Mother Nature was kind to us we would often be found hanging out with some blankets and pillows and even a small radio.  I once placed our black and white television on the window ledge and watched a baseball game.  The black steel ladder led to the roof top where we would venture up to check out the sights.  At night, the view of the Lower Manhattan Skyline was breath-taking.  

If someone playing stickball across the street hit a shot from the schoolyard across the street I’d head up and retrieve it.  I was the unofficial ‘ball-boy’; one of the many benefits of living across the street from Holy Name was never having to buy a Spaldeen from Ray and Otto’s. 

-Steve

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