Just before Christmas I ran across one of the most intriguing neon relics I've found in a long time, up in the Bronx.  While hustlin...

They get harder and harder to find each year, these old neon signs of New York.  Their disappearance is what prompted me to undertake thi...

You will pardon, I hope, the brevity of my posts this month.  It's the holiday season.  I'm busy, you're busy, so I will kee...

Greenwich Village has seen a number of great old signs disappear in recent years to make way for facsimiles.  Fedora, the Village Vanguar...

On a recent Sunday before Thanksgiving I ventured out to a far away place I'd never really been before: Howard Beach.  Since December 2...

I recently took advantage of the disconcertingly-balmy weather we've had lately to follow up on a few leads that had been sitting on my...

No one puts the "Thanks" in Thanksgiving quite like a bail bondsman.  I was reminded of this during a three-day stint at the Manh...