There must be a barrier between us, Deep In The Heart Of Jersey the 5 Day calls for temps in the low 50s and continuing monsoon.
You brought back some unpleasant memories, 1967 was NOT a very good year Mr. Sinatra. It was The Summer of Love only in Frisco, everywhere else in the U.S. it was The Summer of Hate, and a long, hot summer it was as our major cities burned. Then Santa brought an awfully cold and snowy winter, he should have left the North Pole where it was. I and my friends got caught between the race riots and Vietnam. I breathed a sigh of relief when classified 1Y, others not so lucky got drafted, and one smart cookie joined the Navy. He went through one horrible winter at Naval Station Great Lakes, and later sleep deprived and nearly deafened aboard the New Jersey stationed outside the range of shore batteries lobbing 16" 2,000lb shells at them. The poor bastards who found themselves in the Army lucked out being stationed in non combat areas, but they returned different from when they left. No, 1967 was NOT a very good year.
New York, New York, it's a HELL of a town, the temperature's up and The Battery's down. The lyrics are subject to interpretation! In the middle of the East Side of Manhattan is the Hell's Gate neighborhood with a major Con Ed generator's stacks belching, and behind it the currents in the East River are treacherous. Then there's the Battery at the southern tip of the island so named because it was Manhattan Battery with big guns protecting the harbor. The Battery is down in the sense it's discharged so your car won't start, the traffic jams and gridlock are legendary. There is a good side, a bit north is Chinatown, (the mom n' pop places have the best food at the best prices) and not far is Little Italy, you'll just LOVE the food. One bite of New York style pizza hot out of a coal fired oven and you'll think you died and went to heaven.
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