Ten years in New York is a century anywhere else.
Ten years inside the asphalt baseball diamond at E. 9th Street and Avenue A is an eon or two.
In ten years, skateparks sprouted up all over the city. Autumn Skateshop closed. 7-11, Target and Starbucks opened. iPods became iPhones. Slicky Boy became Slicky Man. The city re-paved Avenue A, and they even had a sick joke about covering Tompkins’ holy ground with astro turf. You know how that went.