After the Lundy family sold the restaurant, Lundy’s was never quite the same.
The building used was sold earlier this year with the expectation that all the tenants would leave. But the community — a term that encompasses everyone from elected officials to the bar’s regular stable of crotchety seniors who take the place over in the afternoons — is trying to find a way to keep the Starlite Lounge in business for another 50 years.
By Jack Mirkinson
Inspector Peter Simonetti, Commanding Officer for the 71st Precinct, had come to the auditorium of Middle School 61 in Crown Heights to tell the audience at the monthly meeting of Community Board 9 to work with the police and watch out for suspicious activity. A meeting that had contained the usual ragged but pleasant atmosphere quickly turned into something altogether spikier.
Otis "Junior" Edmonds was a man of exacting routines.
Every morning he rose at 5, walked out of his house, went to the Classon Grocery on the corner of Prospect Place, bought his newspaper and his scratch-off lottery tickets, got in his car and read the newspaper before heading to work.
Except for yesterday when Edmond, 63, was shot in the head as sat behind the wheel of his burgundy Mazda 626, reading his paper.