This was life! There was a wonderful diversity and humanity and everyone seemed to belong.

We found no motel to lodge us. A Howard Johnson’s diner agreed to serve us, only if I ate in the kitchen.

I simply walked the streets, wherever and whenever I could, and photographed what attracted me, which was almost everything and everyone.

New York has a long history of not giving a pigeon’s butt about the past.

The stores for me were the heart, indeed, the soul of the neighborhood.

At the "Sanskrit College" on West 74th Street people paid $50 to look into a crystal ball for information about loved ones.

How lucky are Upper West Siders with easy access to Central and Riverside Parks, lying under a blanket of white.

The gingerbread version of The Dakota building weighs roughly 13 pounds.

Enjoy this look backward as the new year begins.

"Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus."

Christmas and Hanukkah share the same night this year, begging the question, What'll it be, latkes or lo mein?

The Winter Solstice takes place on Saturday. Here's what to know.

See "Elf" live in concert; hear Big Band holiday classics; bake and donate cookies; ride in a vintage subway car.

They all had a palpable sense of confidence, dignity, and, often, humor. Many were pleased to pose for a photo.

Not only because they aided mobility or guarded against falls, but because they were symbols of determination, resilience, and confidence.

Pleasant memories of this place or that or somewhere I ate or shopped come to mind and make me smile.

Can you identify these cartoon figures that flew in the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade back in the 1970s and 80s?

Why was the assistant district attorney raiding UWS chop suey restaurants?

Events from St. John the Divine to Riverside Park to Central Park. Plus, homemade cookies needed for free Thanksgiving meals.

Yes and no, according to Stephen Harmon's photographs.

New York City was the first place to require licenses for dogs in 1894.

"The shooting was a horror that woke people up," Gale Brewer told West Side Rag.

A theatrical version of Ray Bradbury’s dystopian 1953 novel "Fahrenheit 451" is finishing a run on the Upper West Side this week.

We've got a new name for an old UWS museum, a new commanding officer in Central Park, and a disgruntled Jerry Seinfeld.

It feels a touch off-rhythm that this link to the past exists comfortably in an ever-forward-looking city.

"...lighting a cigarette, smoking a cigarette, holding a cigarette, or letting it dangle from their lips..."

I was trying to capture on film the look, the feel, the very essence of the time and place.

"Shifting Shorelines: Art, Industry and Ecology along the Hudson River" runs through January 12.

The streets of the UWS were awash with color and character attributable in great measure to the people who 'lived by them.'

Lucine Amara, the longtime Met soprano and Upper West Sider, died earlier this month at 99.