by Jim Cutler
Forty-one years ago Adam carved his name in the wet cement of W. Broadway in SoHo in New York City. Is he still alive? Does he still come by to see it? A LOT has happened since 1975. In ’75 President Gerald R. Ford signed a $2.3 billion loan to keep New York City out of bankruptcy, North Vietnam began its final push to end the war and capture the South and Sony introduced Betamax videotapes and Matsushita / JVC introduced VHS. One of the very first blockbuster films, Jaws, was released that summer. The top songs of 1975 were the Captain and Tennille’s Love Will Keep Us Together, Karl Douglas’ Kung Fu fighting and Elton’s Philadelphia Freedom. Son of Sam wouldn’t be famous for another two years hence. The Towers wouldn’t come down for another twenty-six years.
Adam’s message is that HE was HERE in NYC in 1975. A time when Chock Full O’ Nuts coffee places were everywhere but no sign of a single Starbucks yet to come. Forty-one years ago he confidently scraped out the first “A”, but by the second “A” he sped up and the “M” was purely haphazard. The “7” became too acute and short, but then a mighty “5” seemed to be needed. His signature will soon be GONE FOREVER, covered by new construction. The patch asphalt is almost up to and over it and soon that will be that. But, your message reached me today Adam. I saw it and snapped this picture. It’s still there at least for today. So, Hi Adam, I’m Jim from the future. I hope you’re ok.