Holy Candy

At Bernie’s Harlem walking tour, I learned a lot about rocks: Manhattan schist, brownstone, terracotta, brick: all the stuff used to build the houses, churches and colleges of Hamilton Heights. The only thing I remembered about Alexander Hamilton was that he died in a duel in the same spot and with the same gun that had killed his son three years earlier.  Bernie decided to become a guide after he returned from a trip to Europe broke and he rediscovered the city on walking tours.  Then a girl stood him up, he went on a walking tour to distract himself, and he’s been doing tours himself ever since.

Not a snowman apparently, but a hay man.

So they stick together their whole lives.  And, according to the park ranger, they’ve been sticking around New York the whole year recently.

These protesters in Hamilton Heights said their pastor stole their identities and scammed them for cash.  ”We want jobs, not lies,” they said, waiting outside his building until he came home.  When the pastor arrived, police had to mediate.  As one of the reporters said to me, “Pissed off Christians are just like pissed off wives.”