John Bloom

New York Diary: God Bless America

WRITING - John Bloom


On Irving Berlin's 80th birthday, Ed Sullivan staged a televised tribute from his theater on Broadway, and America's most famous songwriter actually sang, despite his scratchy off-key voice.

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New York Diary: Greenwich Village Room with a View

WRITING - John Bloom


If you live at 201 Varick Street in Greenwich Village, you might be able to look out your eastern- exposure window and see nightclubbers arriving at S.O.B.s.

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New York Diary: Not Ground Zero at All

WRITING - John Bloom

It was a perfect target, this place they now call Ground Zero.


If you stood on this exact plot of land 400 years ago, you would have seen every single enticement that brought Europeans to America in the first place.

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New York Diary: City Divided

WRITING - John Bloom


And then there were two cities.

There's the New York below Canal Street--still grieving, still somber, still choking on the dust cloud that just won't go away. And there's the New York above Canal Street, where there's an almost hysterical need to get the party started again. The two cities don't like each other.

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New York Diary: Broadway

WRITING - John Bloom


Anybody in the mood for a play? On one end of Times Square stands the half-price ticket booth--people looking for a quick escape--and on the other end stands the Armed Forces Recruiting Center--people looking for a quick involvement--and on this particular day the military is winning.

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New York Diary: The Eyes

WRITING - John Bloom


On a brilliant weekend, when New Yorkers would normally be at the Bronx Zoo or Central Park, they come instead to Lower Manhattan, surging on foot through the streets where no traffic is allowed, toting their cameras and picnic lunches, trying to get close to Ground Zero.

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New York Diary: Union Square

WRITING - John Bloom


And the hordes still come.

They file through Union Square, which has become a People's Shrine to the Missing. They pause before every poster, studying every face, even on the day when the "missing" have officially become the "presumed dead."

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New York Diary: The Pictures

WRITING - John Bloom


For some reason I never developed the pictures.

I had squeezed off 16 snapshots of the World Trade Center from the 42nd floor of my building.

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New York Diary: Tough

WRITING - John Bloom


The fourth day dawned with the city oppressed by a chill rain. The subways ran late when they ran at all. Cell phones didn't work. Mail wasn't delivered. The news channels--which in New York means all channels--had settled into a benumbed drone.

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