The History of My Old Neighborhood, Hell’s Kitchen

August 28th, 2009 · 5 Comments

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My Old Apartment, Hells Kitchen, Manhattan

I lived on 9th Avenue and 49th Street in Hell’s Kitchen in Manhattan in New York City for one year (2001 – 2002), so I liked this post in a New York Times blog today on the history of the area. It is the 50th anniversary of the incident which gave the neighborhood the name Hell’s Kitchen. Also interesting is how the area is far from hell now, but people refuse to adopt a more “cival” name. They’ve tried to call it Clinton for a long time and it just won’t stick.

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  • Tom

    I was born in Hell’s Kitchen in 1941. My grand parants and parants lived there during the days it gained it’s name and reputation. My dad and grandma McCormick told me the stories of life in that hell hole of a place. In fact my mom and dad went to Albert Anistasias funeral. He knew many Mafia figures, but never took part in their
    way of life. We moved to New Jersey in 1945. On a number of occasions when trouble came to the family my dad was sure to explain to the trouble makers where he came from and who he knew. The trouble makers never bothered us again.

    We live on 48th st. between 9th and 10th. I’m now retired and living well in Florids. Every year or so I take a trip to NY because I love that great city. I often take a walk in the old neighborhood. Everything looks the same. I believe the trash cans are the same ones that were there when I lived there.

    • Vautrin

      Message for Tom:
      My family has lived in the neighborhood since about 1900.
      My father was born in 1944 and grew up on W48th street. He lived where the Clinton Community Garden now stands. He also retired and moved to FL! Maybe you know each other. Would like to hear from you.

      Scott

    • bob

      I also live on 48th between 9th and 10th ave in Hell’s Kitchen. I have lived here for 20 years and to me its the greatest place on earth. i love the vibe, the feel, the people and everything else that comes form the neighborhood, good and bad. I hope I die here (of old age). I love living here and wouldnt wanaa be anywhere else.

  • John

    Thanks for the interesting link.

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