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I had a wonderful job at 585 Washington St., one block from the river. It paid very well, because it was not in the best neighborhood, i.e., Madison Avenue. It was called Lift Truck Rental/Bond Industrial. We rented lift/fork trucks to railroads, airports, shipping lines, etc. The place was full of memorable characters. There was a maintenance garage, a parts department, a materials handling office where the engineers worked. To get there, you had to get off at W. 4th St., and walk past the truck terminals to the river. I was 17, and all the fellows who worked in the area were very protective of me. I never felt nervous or scared walking past those cavernous terminals, they'd all call out to me, Good Morning doll, how are you? The dock boss on Pier 41 would come by to talk to my bosses, and he'd bring me whatever fresh fruit was being unloaded from Central America, like stalks of bananas, which the Parts Department would wrap for me to take home. The man who owned the building was from a family of politicians in the NY/NJ area. He would often wait for me at the subway exit to take me to work in his big, blue Cadillac. The company was very successful, and was eventually bought out by Clark Equipment of Battle Creek, Michigan, who let all the Jews and blacks go. My next job was local, in Inwood, L.I. I was there for 6 months, and then I left for California.
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