In 1993, when I graduated High School, there were almost 2,500 murders per year.
I graduated Mount Saint Michael in 1977. Do you have the stats for that year, Flushing?
That was the summer they caught Son of Sam, the blackout, the heatwave, the whole nine yards. When you think of New York City and urban decay, you'd be hard pressed to sink lower than the summer of '77. And Elvis died to boot!
What a lousy year it was for me to turn 18
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