29Dec/090
The Stool Pigeon and the Indian Lake – Writing
The Stool Pigeon and the Indian Lake
Irving Itchy Bronsky
It never occurred to me that Norman would chicken out and become a stool pigeon. He was aggressive, a good athlete, a gambler, for baseball cards and streetcar transfers, a veteran explorer of our neighborhood and Crotona Park. He was a very persuasive talker, a take-over guy and besides, he loved banana and mustard sandwiches. It was his idea that we organize a trip to the Floyd Bennett Airport. When he squealed to his mother about our plans we labeled him