Which Way to the Piers? Girl Follow the Queers… 1977

...  it, the pier 1977… D train to West 4th and walk, we snapping our gum walking down the block… It’s a sane summer day I’m feeling it, giggling, rolling my eyes, hanging with my friends… Which way to the pier, gurl follow the queers… Walking pass the bars with a bottle of beer…  When you cross the West Side highway put your face on with out delay, cause some queens might pull some foul-play slap a brick and challenge you… All the houses were there, fashions everywhere… Throw your hands up in the air, the time to Battle is [...]

Back2Stonewall – 1970′s, the Trucks, Christopher Street & the Piers

...  Gay History – The Christopher Street – West Side Highway Piers and Trucks Greenwich Village in New York City was a homosexual’s dream come true in the 1970′s and early 80′s.  You could literally walk down Christopher Street and have sex as much as you wanted, anytime that you wanted to. Men fucked on the pier, in the trucks, in alleys and doorways and in bookstores, and bars backrooms, The sex was constant, boundless, free and liberating. This was after Stonewall and Pre-Aids.It was a sexual urban wilderness.  Back then Christopher Street was our version of gay ancient Rome, [...]

The Weekend After Stumbling Upon the Spike & the Eagle’s Nest

...  best friend’s apartment upstairs the afternoon before while my mother was at work. For the most part my best friend and I would hit the happening or “it” club at the time. Red Zone on fifty forth street, which is where I met Christine a girlfriend that lasted a year and  seven months. She was twenty three years old and lived on the 2nd floor above the original Barney’s New York on seven tenth street. I told her I was nineteen when we 1st met in Redzone. Mars on the west side highway was another club we practically lived in, DJ [...]

Remembering My First Time Approaching a Gay Bar

...  was one night my best friend and I were exploring Manhattan on the west side of town after coming out of Mars on Little West twelfth street . Tripping in late summer of 1986, laughing our butts off walking north on the west side highway. Both could barely stand from laughing so hard, all of a sudden we both look up and see a wave of guys in leather. Almost felt like we were on a set in the movie Police Academy when they were in the scene of the Blue Oyster bar. Little did we know that we were walking up upon The [...]