" . . . one of the most extraordinary books I have read this year."
--Charlie Porter
LOVE Magazine 18 (A/W 2017)
" . . . an incredible read . . . imaginative and technically proficient . . ."
--John Francis Leonard
a & u, September 2017
"It is a masterwork, full of humanity, culture and deft readings of its moment."
--Paul Flynn
Attitude, September 2017
"More than a memorial to the hospital that was ground zero for AIDS in New York City, this expansive must-read memoir is dense with delightful
(and horrific) details from the early epidemic."
--Trent Straube
POZ Magazine, October/November 2017
Then ...
"Live exactly where you want," the signage crows, compliments of the Rudin marketing team."
"There was nothing to mark ... the location of the hallowed Loew's Sheridan."
Then ...
"sheathed in canary yellow scaffolding"
Edward Hopper meets luxury housing ...
"sheathed in canary yellow scaffolding"
"At the asphalt asterisk formed by the improbable intersection of 7th Avenue, Greenwich Avenue, and West 11th Street, workmen in DayGlo gear dismantle St. Vincent’s Hospital. Ugly brown brick by ugly brown brick, they deconstruct the Brutalist ’70s additions named for dead Catholic men: Coleman, Link, Cronin. The red brick and limestone shells of the Smith and Raskob buildings along West 12th Street remain, sheathed in canary yellow scaffolding. Hollow windows resemble blackened eyes and broken teeth."
-- Tom Eubanks, GHOSTS OF ST. VINCENT'S
