Cornell

I was in a rush to get back to work. I was crossing the street and behind me was this elderly man. We were the only two crossing the street. I saw him with his pin-stripe suit, converse sneakers and short brim hat and ran ahead to get a picture of him…why did I do that?

Well, he turned out to be a peddler. After I told him I was a photographer and told him my name I proceeded to say my farewell but he wasn’t done.

How about treating me to a soda or something?

I wasn’t surprised…okay, I was a little. Why is he dressed up begging? I thought, but I told him, I guess I could treat him.

Near us was a little street vendor where I could buy him food.

Cornell

Cornell smiling with the snack I brought him. I felt compelled to buy him something since I took so many pictures of him- without asking him if I could in the first place.

Saving Kayton’s

On Friday, April 6th, I walked down Tremont Avenue. I decided to step inside my favorite store on Tremont, Kayton’s.

Of all the stores on Tremont, Kayton’s has the best quality in clothing and a great variety. I’ve found things in the store worth the price it was sold for, pieces I consider a jewel in my closet.

When I got there, I was met by naked manikins in the windows. I walked in and was even more disappointed when I saw barely any merchandise on the floor.

What happen?! I asked Melinda, the sales lady who has been working there for 22 years.

We are closing.

Why?

Rent is going up. Bills. And business is low. 

After she told me this, I did what mostly every person who walked in there after me did, went into a shock mode then begin to ask Melinda questions she couldn’t answer.

Kayton’s is closing?! I can’t believe this. I can’t imagine Tremont without Kayton’s. What are we going to do?!

Another customer who had entered the store after me with her three lady friends screamed out: Where I’m going to buy my bras?! and slips? And what about the fun toys?

While everyone begin to reminisce, I took out my camera and photographed the empty store.

Oh, there goes her daughter!

Melinda seemed relieved when the owner of the small boutique daughter showed up.

Pan Danzig entered the store and seemed to be ready to answer questions by consumers. She even gave a brief history of Kayton’s:

Kayton’s was on Tremont Avenue for 81 Years. My mom, Sylvia Danzig, who is 81 years old now, inherited the business from her parents. They opened the store in 1941 during the great depression and it’s been under my mother’s control since 1978. She has won many awards including the Business Women of the Year Award.

When Kayton’s first opened up, Danzig continued, it only sold lingerie. Years later after my grandfather passed away, my mom added more items on the floor. Things like sex toys, hats, dresses, blouses and more. In addition, she also doubled the space in the store and hired someone to create a website for Kaytons. She did most of the buying and selling herself and also dressed the manikins.

So, why is the store closing?

Well, bills and the rent. The landlord when up on his rent. However, my mom doesn’t want to retire. She would stay if she had the money.

So, we can save Kayton’s?! Why don’t you guys put out a donation box?

Well, we were thinking about that…

What if the neighborhood got together and offered to help, would your mom come back?

Sure! She didn’t want to close in the first place.

This is how Saving Kayton’s came about. As of now, there are many people from the neighborhood donating time and money to making sure Kayton’s stay open. There is even talk of a fashion show and a benefit gala.

If you would like to join the Saving Kayton’s community, call 718-549-7259.

 

Kennedy Fried Chicken and Pizza

 

Only when I am very hungry and have no other food choices to make, do I go to chicken joints. The food is so greasy and pre-cooked, there is no way I can crave for it.  Their prices are low which is probably why they stay in the neighborhood. If people would just make healthier choices, then maybe there would be better quality restaurants in our neighborhoods.

Funny, all of sudden the government is concern about our health. Telling people to work-out and bashing fast foods, yet, every time I go into a poor neighborhood, I see the same thing: Chinese restaurants, chicken joints and pizza shops galore.  Papa John’s and Little Caesars seem the same. I don’t understand the argument. Is one really better than the other? Why can’t the government put their money where their mouths are and put healthy restaurants with low prices in poor neighborhoods?

Kofi

This is Kofi. His name means Friday in his language.

He’s from Ghana.

I think men from Africa can dress very well. Their style is boss.

Without trying much, they make all heads turn.

African Men.