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  Endangered Spaces

An Irish Wake for the ‘Cheers’ of Park Slope

  On the bar’s last day — a sunny Sunday in March coinciding with the St. Patrick’s Day parade along Seventh Avenue — the regulars swarmed in, swapping stories over bottles of Budweiser and shots of Jameson Irish whiskey.

  “This is the ‘Cheers’ of Park Slope,” said Brian Gurl, a wisecracking 51-year-old telecommunications technician, as he sidled up to the bar.

  “You’ll never see a more tight-knit group than this,” he said.

  Ms. Beasley died in 2008. By then, the bar had been taken over by one of her daughters, Dorothy Waggelman, who said she was heartbroken about having to close, but had no choice. She had owned the three-story building along with her brother and sister, who wanted to sell it. Ms. Waggelman wanted to keep the bar open, but knew she wouldn’t be able to afford the rent a new landlord set.

  Ms. Waggelman, overwhelmed by the support and by the end of a long chapter of her life, cried as she greeted old friends. Her grandparents, Irish immigrants, had moved to Brooklyn from Long Island in the 1930s. Her family’s roots in the neighborhood were deep.

  “I don’t regret one minute of it,” she said.

  “Just coming here on a Friday after work and knowing the guys were here — jokes, politics, conversation — that’s what I’m going to miss.”

  — Kevin Gurl, 52

  Corey Lober, 38, who grew up nearby and had started going to the bar when she was in high school, handed out markers for patrons to tag the walls.

  “This morning, I thought about so many hangovers, obviously,” she said. “But also stomachaches, from laughing so hard from all the sarcasm that flies around here.”

  Ms. Lober credited the bar’s longtime bartender, Melanie Brown, with bringing patrons together. Ms. Brown, 45, started working at the bar 21 years ago and met her husband there.

  Ms. Waggelman “slipped him my phone number,” Ms. Brown explained with a laugh. She married Jimmy Brown, a subway conductor, in 2003.

  Nicole Infante, a 33-year-old teacher, stopped in to remember her father, who had recently died and had been a regular at the bar when she was growing up.

  His name was Pasquale Infante, but he was known at Old Carriage Inn as “Patty I.”

  “That was his spot,” Ms. Infante said, pointing to a seat at the end of the bar. “Everyone knew him. He had an infectious laugh.”

  For Joe Maresa, 50, a retired firefighter who lives on Staten Island, the Old Carriage Inn was a regular pit stop whenever he was passing through the neighborhood where he had grown up.

  “It’s bittersweet,” he said. “As you get older, you see more and more pieces of your life disappearing.”

  Illustrations by Julia Wertz

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  2017年35期开奖彩报【琴】【酒】【就】【这】【样】【走】【了】,【许】【是】【心】【中】【依】【旧】【有】【些】【不】【忍】【的】【缘】【故】,【他】【最】【终】【还】【是】【放】【过】【了】【白】【澜】。 【琴】【酒】【走】【后】,【银】【行】【大】【厅】【内】【便】【只】【剩】【下】【白】【澜】【把】【适】,【紧】【张】【的】【氛】【围】【顿】【时】【轻】【松】【了】【许】【多】。【不】【过】【人】【质】【们】【都】【畏】【惧】【着】【他】【手】【上】【的】【那】【把】【枪】,【仍】【然】【蹲】【在】【地】【上】【不】【敢】【轻】【举】【妄】【动】。 “【好】【了】,【你】【们】【起】【身】【吧】。”【白】【澜】【看】【着】【琴】【酒】【他】【们】【离】【去】【的】【背】【影】,【平】【静】【地】【说】【着】,【并】【没】【有】【去】【看】【那】【些】

  【罗】【蕾】【莱】【精】【致】【的】【小】【脸】,【微】【微】【透】【着】【冷】【艳】【的】【光】【在】【看】【到】【来】【的】【男】【人】【的】【时】【候】【变】【得】【柔】【和】。 “【你】【怎】【么】【来】【了】?” “【怎】【么】【想】【我】【了】【吗】?” 【简】【书】【的】【声】【音】【慵】【懒】【里】【透】【着】【淡】【淡】【的】【魅】【惑】【嚣】【张】【之】【色】,【就】【像】【密】【不】【透】【风】【的】【屏】【障】【将】【罗】【蕾】【莱】【裹】【挟】【在】【狭】【小】【的】【空】【间】【里】,“【简】【书】,【你】【想】【怎】【么】【样】?” 【深】【邃】【的】【眼】【眸】【顶】【着】【身】【下】【的】【女】【人】【打】【量】【了】【一】【番】【指】【尖】【在】【她】【唇】【间】【摩】【挲】,

  【离】【央】【突】【然】【有】【些】【无】【法】【面】【对】【段】【邵】【仪】,【最】【终】【她】【仍】【然】【是】【从】【段】【邵】【仪】【这】【儿】【知】【道】【了】【真】【相】,【本】【来】【有】【很】【多】【机】【会】【都】【可】【以】【看】【出】【赫】【连】【裴】【楚】【的】【谎】【言】【的】,【只】【是】【她】【一】【昧】【的】【选】【择】【了】【相】【信】。 【段】【邵】【仪】【带】【着】【她】【离】【开】【了】【营】【地】,【回】【到】【仙】【人】【关】,【找】【到】【了】【宋】【家】【的】【坟】【冢】,【然】【后】,【将】【所】【有】【赫】【连】【裴】【楚】【想】【要】【隐】【瞒】【的】【事】【都】【说】【了】【出】【来】。 【她】【就】【是】【宋】【捷】【的】【妹】【妹】【宋】【黎】,【宋】【家】【灭】【门】【之】【事】,【就】

  【谈】【妥】【了】【条】【件】,【江】【秋】【腋】【下】【夹】【着】【两】【人】,【顺】【着】【司】【空】【偷】【星】【指】【引】【的】【方】【向】【飞】【快】【的】【离】【去】,【一】【路】【上】,【江】【秋】【心】【中】【有】【冲】【动】,【有】【不】【安】,【从】【此】【之】【后】,【他】【就】【要】【亡】【命】【天】【涯】【了】,【易】【容】【术】【也】【是】【对】【他】【作】【用】【最】【大】【的】【了】。 “【乔】【峰】,【我】【就】【晓】【得】【你】【心】【里】【有】【我】。” 【一】【旁】【的】【江】【秋】【不】【屑】【的】【瘪】【了】【瘪】【嘴】,【从】【这】【个】【家】【伙】【进】【来】【开】【端】,【童】【芯】【就】【有】【意】【无】【意】【的】【挡】【着】,【结】【果】【反】【倒】【是】【让】【他】【猎】

  【看】【着】【一】【脸】【疑】【惑】【的】【陈】【大】【河】,【梁】【老】【先】【生】【心】【里】【暗】【骂】【一】【声】【小】【狐】【狸】,【脸】【上】【却】【不】【动】【声】【色】,【嘿】【嘿】【笑】【道】,“【怎】【么】【地】,【跟】【我】【老】【头】【子】【也】【不】【说】【句】【实】【话】?【谁】【不】【知】【道】【你】【陈】【大】【河】【交】【游】【广】【泛】【八】【面】【玲】【珑】,【多】【了】【不】【说】,【就】【深】【阵】【这】【块】【地】【头】【起】【码】【有】【三】【成】【的】【经】【济】【能】【跟】【你】【扯】【上】【关】【系】,【这】【还】【只】【是】【你】【穿】【针】【引】【线】【的】【结】【果】,【外】【面】【可】【都】【说】【了】,【要】【是】【你】【小】【陈】【同】【志】【亲】【自】【下】【场】,【保】【不】【齐】【是】【个】2017年35期开奖彩报【不】【过】,【美】【好】【的】【东】【西】【是】【什】【么】【呢】? 【难】【不】【成】【还】【是】【毒】【蛇】? “【说】【什】【么】【乱】【七】【八】【糟】【的】?【还】【真】【想】【去】【落】【霞】【谷】【找】【刺】【激】?” 【谢】【微】【摆】【摆】【手】,“【就】【是】【游】【乐】【园】【的】【项】【目】,【反】【正】【一】【开】【始】【都】【是】【害】【怕】【的】,【但】【是】【一】【玩】【便】【觉】【得】【没】【什】【么】,【还】【有】【些】【刺】【激】【和】……【兴】【奋】?【我】【觉】【得】【落】【霞】【谷】【也】【差】【不】【多】【是】【这】【样】,【这】【么】【说】【也】【有】【美】【丽】【的】【风】【景】【不】【是】【吗】?” 【说】【着】,【抬】【头】【笑】【眯】【眯】

  【两】【年】【后】。 【锣】【鼓】【喧】【嚣】,【鞭】【炮】【齐】【鸣】。 【酒】【店】【内】,【热】【火】【朝】【天】,【三】【三】【两】【两】【的】【酒】【席】。 【一】【对】【夫】【妇】【在】【挨】【桌】【的】【敬】【酒】。 【女】【人】【甜】【蜜】【的】【依】【偎】【在】【男】【人】【的】【身】【边】,【男】【人】【目】【光】【越】【加】【的】【柔】【和】。 “【哎】【呦】,【瞧】【叶】【总】【这】【满】【眼】【的】【深】【情】【都】【快】【溢】【出】【来】【了】,【真】【是】【羡】【煞】【旁】【人】【啊】。”【一】【旁】【的】【男】【人】【打】【趣】【道】。 【叶】【故】【这】【才】【收】【回】【目】【光】,【笑】【骂】【道】:“【少】【在】【一】【旁】【说】【笑】,

  【合】【道】【仪】【式】【如】【约】【举】【行】。 【古】【老】【的】【阵】【法】【由】【数】【个】【凶】【兽】【核】【心】【组】【成】,【淡】【淡】【的】【银】【色】【光】【辉】【之】【内】【甚】【至】【充】【盈】【着】【魂】【力】【的】【气】【息】。 【合】【道】【仪】【式】【需】【要】【充】【足】【的】【魂】【力】【来】【保】【证】【每】【一】【个】【道】【种】【的】【精】【神】【不】【受】【伤】【害】。 【每】【一】【个】【道】【种】,【不】【论】【是】【否】【愿】【意】,【此】【刻】【都】【坐】【在】【了】【自】【己】【的】【阵】【眼】【之】【上】。 【三】【天】【时】【间】【里】,【不】【是】【没】【有】【人】【想】【要】【偷】【偷】【逃】【跑】,【依】【旧】【做】【一】【个】【自】【由】【自】【在】【的】【独】【行】【客】

  【东】【方】【昱】【轻】【轻】【扶】【着】【林】【诗】【月】【小】【心】【的】【坐】【到】【了】【桌】【子】【上】,【东】【方】【昱】【怎】【么】【也】【没】【有】【想】【到】【自】【己】【也】【会】【有】【这】【样】【的】【一】【天】。 “【你】【也】【坐】【啊】!”【林】【诗】【月】【拍】【了】【怕】【身】【边】【的】【座】【位】。【东】【方】【昱】【笑】【了】【笑】【也】【坐】【了】【下】【来】,【两】【人】【就】【这】【样】【面】【对】【面】,【谁】【都】【没】【有】【说】【话】。 “【我】【没】【事】【的】,【你】【别】【不】【开】【心】。”【林】【诗】【月】【对】【着】【东】【方】【昱】【用】【力】【的】【挤】【出】【了】【一】【个】【虚】【弱】【的】【微】【笑】。【林】【诗】【月】【平】【时】【真】【的】【不】【知】【道】

  【第】339【章】【逃】【出】【生】【天】 【三】【面】【火】【光】【冲】【天】【一】【面】【是】【高】【耸】【的】【城】【墙】,【崔】【霄】【发】【现】【西】【面】【靠】【近】【城】【墙】【的】【地】【方】,【却】【有】【一】【段】【火】【势】【非】【常】【弱】。 【显】【然】【这】【个】【地】【方】【没】【有】【火】【油】,【火】【焰】【都】【是】【北】【部】【猛】【火】【油】【燃】【烧】【引】【起】【房】【屋】【起】【火】,【经】【过】【一】【番】【燃】【烧】,【火】【势】【非】【常】【大】。 “【难】【道】【又】【是】【个】【圈】【套】?” 【崔】【霄】【已】【经】【成】【了】【惊】【弓】【之】【鸟】,【现】【在】【做】【没】【一】【个】【决】【定】【都】【有】【些】【疑】【神】【疑】【鬼】。