The movie reviewer, Rex Reed, lived there. Years ago when I was driving the taxi we sometimes had packages to deliver (got an extra $5 plus no mouthy customers...it was a good deal).... anyway, I had to deliver an envelope to someone in The Dakota. As I'm walking through the gates I literally bumped into Reed (quite hard). He just let out an "Ooooof" but it felt like the Pillsbury Doughboy as my arm went into his gut.

To this day he still reminds me of a puffy Tom Hanks and I laugh when I remember his "Ooooof".