Thomas Pryor

1 month ago | mrbellersneighborhood.com | Joseph Samuels |Thomas Pryor |Justin Goldberg |Adrian Dannatt

The butterflies in my stomach had made their annual visit. It was the first day of school after a summer camping in New Jersey and the Bronx with my aunt and cousins. The oppression of a Catholic school education was always tough to return to after a summer spent outdoors. Like a Marine returning from extended leave, I would now have to conform to life on base.  The sneakers, T-shirt, and dungarees of summer would be exchanged for the Saint Monica’s uniform.

Jun 15, 2024 | mrbellersneighborhood.com | Ann Levin |Thomas Pryor |Trevor Laurence Jockims |Deirdre Faughey Davison

Not long after I moved to New York, my mother’s college friend Lois invited me to a concert at the Metropolitan Museum. After it ended, she suggested we go to the Nectar Diner for a cup of tea. I’d been hearing about Lois my whole life. To my mother, she represented a glamorous New York lifestyle that my mother not-so-secretly wanted.