I was fortunate enough to have lived on the 2 mile final to 31R @ JFK from 1966 – 1979. I was just a kid who couldn’t keep his eyes out of the sky. I’d drive my bike down to Rockaway Blvd near the numbers for 22L and sit there for hours. I became so addicted to airplanes that I was able to ID them by sound. I remember seeing almost every airplane in this fabulous montage. Needless to say, in 1977 I soloed at age 16…got my Private at 17…and have flown and owned many different types of aircraft ever since. Had it not been for the fact that I grew up near JFK and catching the flying bug early…I doubt I’d be a pilot today. I chose to run my family business instead of flying for the airlines…but flying is flying. Anyway,these fantastic photos bring back amazing memories of those happy old days of yesteryear. Boy do I miss them!Great job!!!
The kill was profitable. At the time of his death, Lou Fushanis owned more than 600 properties, many of them in North Lawndale, and his estate was estimated to be worth $3 million. He’d made much of this money by exploiting the frustrated hopes of black migrants like Clyde Ross. During this period, according to one estimate, 85 percent of all black home buyers who bought in Chicago bought on contract. “If anybody who is well established in this business in Chicago doesn’t earn $100,000 a year,” a contract seller told The Saturday Evening Post in 1962, “he is loafing.”