steveb leatherworks: the blather

Winter in NYC these days aint shit.
Back in the day, a snowstorm shut it down
Getting shut down was a pretty normal event growing up.

Typical scene here. You can see my car buried in front of the house, while my old man’s had 4+ feet of snow on top of it drifting off the side of the house.. No cars ran, everyone was buried. Gonzo’s Dad was the only person I knew who had a 4WD truck, a rough and ready International Harvester, predecessor to the SUV. We walked to the main strip with the sled to get food. It was cool, it was winter. I hustled money shoveling snow with some of my buds, paid for gas and other things we wanted but did not need. Easyriders was a favorite purchase. Before i headed out, I had to help my Dad clear the house. He wore his special shovelling hat for this event, i see.

I think this pic is from 1975 or 1976.
It was in a folder marked 1978, but by then, I had split – having enough of “home” life and being parented.