Bruce Springsteen

The Day The Music Died?

09/26/2003
Staff Writer
Twenty-nine years ago, Brooklynite Nate Sheff went on his first date with a girl named Mimi. He took her to The Bottom Line Cabaret, a hip, intimate and affordable new venue for live music on the corner of West Fourth Street, in the then-desolate West Village. Folk-rocker Eric Anderson was headlining. There was no drink minimum. A few weeks ago, Sheff took his and Mimi's elder daughter Shana and her husband to the Bottom Line for a WFUV-FM listening party. Sheff spotted Bottom Line co-owner and Brooklyn native Allan Pepper at the door.

J Street, and Mom’s Yahrtzeit

Wednesday, October 28th, 2009 “And Rachel… had hard labor… it came to pass as her soul was departing… Rachel died, and was buried on the way to Efrata (Bethlehem). And Jacob set a pillar upon her grave, the same as is on Rachel’s grave until this day.”   This week, Heshvan 11 (Thursday, Oct. 29) is that day of Mother Rachel’s passing. I just might light a candle. That’s what family does. I’m her kid.
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