The Waterbury Democrat., 1942-01-29

in the air.
The nervous breakdown atmo-
sphere Of dirty shops in the poorer
sections Of town, where Gypsies are
ready to read the futures OF people
who haven't any 4. Soldiers and
sailors, as proud of the uniforms
they wear, pretty as the gals they
wear on their arms Silence tip
toeing Though the parks to the
tune of breezes waltzing through the
trees :. b.. The hundreds of volun-
teer workers for worthy causes scat
tered through the city. Who said
the Big Town hasn't heart? :.
Dingy burlesk houses that reek with
the fumes of stale tobacco and staler
jokes -. The sinticing photos dis
played outside those places, which
show more than you can see inside
Loud-speakers in front of
Main Stem music shops pouring out
romantic tunes into forest fire of
noise. Those love songs seem as
out of place there as football in
a boudoir.
The revolution that Is the sub
way rush-hour-one Of the few
places in America where peo-
pie allow themselves to be pushed
around The 49th and 9Th
Ave. bar and grill where you can
ogle radio celebs almost any time
during the day The Broadway
eatery that has pickets who have a
press agent The enthralling
beauty of a blue-robed sky, bejew-
eled with stars = one part of the
worlds peace and beauty humans
can never spoil Mechanical
dowagers - the buses that roll
through the streets as If they own
them. And whaddaya going to do
about it? +. The calm and al
most bored manner of men wait
ing to enlist in the various armed
services. Little heroes that most
Americans will never know-but will
never forget.
The small-time actors and &C
tresses in cafeterias, building castles
in the air with their tongues :.
The so-called smart people who go
only to the first nights. The Or
binary people who go only to see
the hits, and avoid the bores that
afflict first-nighters :. The large
cabin-like peanut stand in Harlem
that's been there for years
The risgay painting on the wall
behind the Paramount theater Or
chestra f. The snobelles in the
snooty eaterieS, who balance their
family trees on their noses and be-
have like stinkweeds The ultra
atmosphere Of the Music Hall where
even the powder rooms have a
swanky lobby &. The Radio City
skating rink which always has a
big audience. People standing
in the cold deeply interested in
skaters going round and round.
South Street, once one of the
swankiest spots in New York. Now
almost every alleyway and doorway
there is draped with snoring der
elicts The army of cabs in
vading the theater district at show
break time. They seem to come
from everywhere and nowhere -.
| The double-talk of train announcers
| talking as if they're afraid to make
their words mean something 80.
The Worlds Fair sightseeing cars
now in use at the Bronx Zoo. A
memorable remnant of an event thai
seems like ancient history now /. i.
/ Miracles of scenic wonders that fill
the town. They make the natives
proud, but only the visitors ever
take the trouble to spend time en-
! joying the wonders -. Dawn
starting to tuck in the stars and
putting out a new day for the city
to play with.
The snoring OF planes motor
weaving through the night sky that
makes you say silent prayer fol
the American flyer in that plane
protecting you The panhandle1
who believes in preparedness
The city wearing the loneliness OF
twilight, while the streets are filled
with workers scurrying home for q
little of the sunshine of life to for
get the clouds of the battle fol
existence Pigeons that wait
around to be fed in various parts OF
the city. The most beautiful pan
! handlers in town The eatery
displaying this Confucius quote:
How lucky I am! Whenever ]
make a mistake people are sure to
discover it'll" ;. New York: A Big