Keeping The Dream Alive

THE DATE IS September 26, 1977: a warm and windy, overcast Monday night in Mayor Ed Koch’s grimy, gritty, and glorious New York City. It’s a city still recovering from the blistering assault of record-breaking summer heat—a summer ruptured breaking by a historic blackout and its ensuing riots, the streets terrorized by the rampaging Son of Sam killer, David Berkowitz.

Now, with Berkowitz behind bars, the lights back on, and the searing summer just concluded, New Yorkers are out and looking to enjoy ed, their city. At the palatial Astor Plaza in Times Square, , the global phenomenon, that’s topped the box office for four months, is packing in patrons. Downtown, Blondie is tearing it up at CBGB’s. Uptown, Hollywood’s elite ing join the rest of the leisure suit set to dance the night away at the newly opened Studio 54. Even further north in the Bronx, with 12,356 fans in attendance, Billy Martin’s New