A Day At the Races The Bronx 1937 It was 11:00 AM on Sunday. A posse of three-wheelers were spinning around Mrs. Baretz’s candy store 0n Boston Road. Milty was in the lead. Jack, Bernie and I followed. Eight-year-olds were pedaling to the stoop of the New House where Mr. Ross and Mr. Weiner were… Continue reading A Day at the Races