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Queens Blvd. at 64th Road
East & West
Photo Gallery: Queens Blvd

Death Blvd

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A pedestrian was killed crossing hereLooking westbound from the corner of 64th Road. The "Black Rock" of queens, the Queens Tower" stands monolithically just beyond the Sears Shopping Center, which occupies the corners of 63rd Road and Junction Boulevard. Which junction Junction was actually named for I couldn't tell you, but usually such names originate over one particular spot. Maybe it was where it crosses the Long Island Railroad, or Northern Boulevard. It sure can't be where it hit Queens Boulevard, because if that was the case, it would have been called Terminal Boulevard. Then again, Queens Boulevard is known for terminating lots of things...and folks, so Junction shouldn't feel too bad. At least the only way pedestrians can be killed there is crossing Junction itself, at a spot where cars are only going one way. The Junction junction has no cross-boulevard crosswalks. Conjunction Junction, what's your function?
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Be Alert Cross with Care My home town; Rego Park. The next block to the west is its heart: 63rd Drive. Eliot Avenue, which at least manages to become the heart of Maspeth and Middle Village, was supposed to be the heart here too, but as the Real Good (Hence RE-GO) Real Estate firm began to develope this area, rumors of impending doom, which would eventually prove to be the Long Island Expressway, put the soon to be truncated and marginalized Eliot Avenue out of business. Its last gasp hold on any power in the area is that it hosts Rego Park's post office. There is no, nor has there ever been, a park named Rego, but since Kew had the "Gardens", Forest had the "Hills", Elm had the "Hurst", Wood had the "side" and Sunny had the "dale", Rego had to have something.
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 Just for the record, today's Quick Stop is the location where the tragic Korean proprietor of an earlier convenience store incarnation lost his life chasing a fruit snatcher across the yet to be nicknamed Boulevard of Death. Thief and fruit made it safely across; owner did not. The corner traffic light is all ready to go as Zippy to the upcoming Purim parade. One of the many varied signs aiming to discourage jaywalking can be seen on the lamppost in the median; the classic red cricle/black line job. Why don't they just put some signs up in Gothic lettering: "No dogs or pedestrians allowed!" That ought to get them!
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 I was on intimate terms with this subway entrance. For years I descended and ascended this stairwell on my way to high school and work and back. When I was a wee lad and folks didn't need as much insurance; hell, they didn't even always lock their doors yet; that Allstate office was a Hamburger Train restaurant. For the uninitiated, that was a little diner where your food got choo-chooed from the kitchen along the counter railway to where you where seated. Of course, any kid would love eating in such a place. Makes you wonder why the mothers of finicky, fussy eaters never think to install an electric railway in their own kitchens.

©2001, Jeff Saltzman.