When I was growing up in the Bronx in the early 1950s, one of my favorite treats was riding in my grandfather’s yellow Checker taxicab when he was off duty. The little round jump seats in the back ...

As a girl growing up in the Bronx of the 1950s, I felt like a monster among humans -- not because I grew fangs or flew around at night like a bat but because I was female and loved monster movies. I ...

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Most of Brownstoner Queens readers wouldn’t recall a time when New York street signs were coded by color. Beginning in the 1950s, when street signs were made of porcelain and metal, Manhattan and ...