Daddio told me Joe Valache lived around the corner from us in the iron place barn when he was a kid.

On a Hun 7 between first ave and the east river.

The iron place was still there when I was a kid. It was a scrap iron business and they still used horses and carts to carry the stuff. When they left to work my friend Donnie and I would rob the place of anything of value that they had which wasn't much.

We and our other friends used to shoot the rats in that horse barn for fun.

They had a junk yard dog to protect the place. Later they just stopped buying them


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