Month: September 2020

Just want to greet everyone at this time of the Jewish New Year. In past years, I’d have a visit with Al and bring him some honey from our hives.
We remember loved ones at this time of the Jewish High Holy Days. Al certainly was, and will always be, loved and remembered with gratitude. I’ll post more memories and photos at a future date, but suffice it to say, nycbeekeeping.org would not have come into being without him.
Hope to hear from some of you about preserving his legacy in the next months as we begin to think about emerging from the COVID crisis.

Liane Newton, nycbeekeeping.org

Al would often regale me with all the magical plans he had for 33 Flatbush and the upstate property to host and support artists and creatives. I loved his huge beautiful work-worn hands that felt like tough leather, and the way he would glean treasures wherever he could find them and then offer them up for anyone who needed them. He didn’t bat an eye when I was pregnant and turned up at 33 Flatbush on my due date having realized that I really had to move out before the baby came. He just helped me throw my many boxes of stuff in the back of his pickup and made space for my mum and I to squeeze in the front with him as he drove us home and regaled us with stories of his Brooklyn/Syrian heritage. He was a really special man.

I used to go and get coffee at the coffee shop inside BRIC. I’d often bump into Al bringing trash up or down in the freight elevator, and he’d give me a ride up or down, which I always enjoyed because that elevator didn’t have any walls which was both thrilling and terrifying to me