You're confusing City hall with Ovington in Brooklyn.
No I’m not……I know more about NYC buildings than you’d ever imagine.
I’m talking downtown Fulton Street, Atlantic Avenue, Court Street near the
Bklyn Bridge, Park Slope. Heck, I attended St. John’s University Brooklyn
Campus on 72 Schmerhorn Street in the 60’s and it was 12 stories high
built in the late 20’s. Make no mistake about it. Brooklyn was totally blue
collar working class people unlike Manhattan which was the financial capital
of America. Towering skyscrapers but with residential neighborhoods throughout
from the Bowery to the Bronx. All I wrote was downtown was Brooklyn had more
commercial size buildings than Bay Rudge.Just view Fulton Street back in the 40’’,
50’s & 60’s. There were stores like Mc Crory’s and Abraham & Strauss that were big
buildings. & weren’t isolated examples either. But Brooklyn sure wasn’t like Manhattan.
I should know about NYC buildungs because my father was one of only 16 Building
Inspectors responsible for all five Burroughs of NYC requiring a building permit. And
since permits create revenue, in NYC, you required a permit for most anything requiring
plumbing, electrical, heating, cooling, fencing, landscape, concrete, renovation, demolition,
new construction, modification, expansion of existing premises, elevators, fire systems,
etc. No need to go on……the five Burroughs were a kingdom unique to itself……and
that’s how things were done back in the day. Centralized power in the hands of only a few.
The Building Inspector had authority to enter any premises that required a building permit
to either operate, or undertake construction, at any time to conduct an inspection of the
location to determine compliance and proper materials usage with existing building codes.
So as young boy growing up with summer school vacation, I’d tag along as a workday
observer before they invented bring a kid to work day. We’d visit various buildings and I
just became acquainted with neighborhoods and buildings of all types, especially Bklyn.
I still have my father’s Building Inspector Badge that’s supposed to be surrendered and destroyed
at retirement. My dad never got to retire because he went on medical disability and never got to return
to his job that left him very physically crippled. That’s a story for another time or maybe not. But why even
bring up the past when nothing can change it and nothing is gained from thinking about it either. Let it be.