A BROWNSTONE IN BROOKLYN: A PRISM OF THE SIXTIES AND A REFLECTION OF THE “RIOTOUS 2020”!
My novel , A Brownstone in Brooklyn, is a prism of the sixties and a reflection of the “Riotous 2020”!
I am watching CNN and I am transported back in time to the sixties…1968!
In my minds’ eye, I am walking down Gates Avenue and I am staring at fire eating buildings, smoke bellowing, human bodies sprawled in the streets and the acrid smell of burning buildings permeating. I smell the smoke in my nostrils as I walk down Gates Avenue toward Nostrand Avenue in the Bedford-Stuyvesant section of Brooklyn.
Am I dreaming?...
Please read my blog to get a perspective on what is happening on your TV screens: https://juliusthompson.tumblr.com/
I am watching CNN and I am transported back in time to the sixties…1968!
In my minds’ eye, I am walking down Gates Avenue and I am staring at fire eating buildings, smoke bellowing, human bodies sprawled in the streets and the acrid smell of burning buildings permeating. I smell the smoke in my nostrils as I walk down Gates Avenue toward Nostrand Avenue in the Bedford-Stuyvesant section of Brooklyn.
Am I dreaming?...
Please read my blog to get a perspective on what is happening on your TV screens: https://juliusthompson.tumblr.com/
