At the height of Irish immigration to the United States, an Irishman arriving in New York would be met and squired to what amounted to a safe house, one of many scattered around the city. Soon, sometimes just days later, he would emerge as a policeman, a sanitation worker, or a longshoreman on the West Side docks—the three occupations controlled by the New York Irish. My grea (...)
November 30, 1999
Books
Behind the Scenes
On the Irish WaterfrontThe Crusader, the Movie, and the Soul of the Port of New YorkJames T. FisherCornell University Press, $29.95, 392 pp.
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The way my West Side Irish relatives told me how to get picked in the 'shape up' was to have the right number of tooth picks in your hat band. Each pic was a dollar kick-back to the foreman who did the picking.
Ed Gleason San Francisco where lefty Harry Bridges was Red but honest,