Category Archives: Drinking

Dangerous At Any Age

Old Bill from Frank’s Lounge had been a numbers man for decades. We drank in the afternoons into the evening. Always dressed suit jacket and tie. “You know what’s bad about getting old. People don’t think you’re dangerous.” He opened his jacket. In the left side of his chest rested a .38. “This changes their […]

New Year Where – 2010

On December 31, 2010 night we were closing the diamond exchange and one of the security guards asked of my New Year’s plans. Big Dave’s an ex-cop from Brooklyn. My neck of the city. Light black and the 300-pounder knows my hang-out, even though his favorite watering hole is Junior’s on Flatbush. “I’m going to […]

General Tso’s Blizzard

From 2011 Prior to Christmas of 2009 my younger sister insisted on my spending the holiday with her in Boston. She was worried about my head, since our beloved father wasn’t faring well and my wife and kids were on the other side of the world in Thailand. “I don’t want you to be alone.” […]

THE CALL OF WILD by Peter Nolan Smith

My life was once ruled by the night. I haunted concerts, bars, clubs, and parties from dusk to dawn from the 60s into the 90s. My retirement occurred around the turn of the century and the birth of my children completed the process, for I feared the Chris Rock’s curse of being the oldest man […]

Black At Last – 2010 – Frank’s Lounge

Frank’s Bar on Fulton Street is black. It’s not Black Panther ‘Black’ or Malcolm X ‘Black’ but it’s blacker than any other bar in Fort Greene. Since 1972 too. I’ve been hanging out there for the last year. I have never pretended to be anything more than what I am. A white boy from Boston […]