As I sit on the stoop of 1901 with my son enjoying some Fusco’s water ice I think about the countless people that have sat here over years. Some are dead, some are in jail, some are doing the same shit we were doing 20+ years ago, and some have gone on and have taken over the world. I know I don’t reach out much anymore just know I still love and wish nothing but the best for those that have shared a memory here. I think it might be time to share my stories….