Category Archives: The Tunnel Bar

Lucky Sheehan and Ambiance

One particularly unusual day at the Tunnel Bar was the Saturday afternoon that a bodybuilder (male) walked in wearing a pink dress. He proceeded to skip around the place. He announced in an exaggerated voice that he was struck by … Continue reading

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Deadlier than the male?

The wife of a truck driver at White Rose Frozen food — where Don Nagle, karate expert and Jersey City Police officer had a part-time job — drank in my father’s tavern on Henderson St. and in the bar down … Continue reading

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Whenever a wino new to the neighborhood bounced in to buy a bottle of Thunderbird

Whenever a wino new to the neighborhood bounced in to buy a bottle of Thunderbird, before bagging, I’d carefully cradle the flask in my hand while scrutinizing the label. I’d then say, “My, December 12th . . . That was … Continue reading

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Only those with experience should apply

Back in the mid-1980s, I was walking to the Tunnel Diner in Jersey City from the 15th Street side. A car came up 14th Street from the direction of the exit of the Holland Tunnel and sped into the diner’s … Continue reading

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Murders and Melees were not unknown

When working in a dive bar, you’ve always got to be on the alert. A fight might be about to break out. A drunk could be ready to fall and crack his skull. Someone might be stealing something out of … Continue reading

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The Red Pickup Truck

Billy Jansen and Artie called Hoboken home, but they bounced into the Tunnel Bar (just outside of the Holland Tunnel in Jersey City) a couple of times a week. Billy Jansen did roofing and maintenance work for his father, a … Continue reading

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Survivor — Hudson County Style

Limousine Stan had a good thing going unloading trucks in New York City’s 14th Street meat market – until the IRS put the kibosh on that. In his forties and only 5′ 5″ or so, Stan stacked the heavy cases … Continue reading

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Pee Wee Shops for a Car

There it was. The object of desire. Beige paint almost glowing under the streetlights. Hood only slightly bent out of shape. The sign in the window told the whole story: FOR SALE $200 515 Jersey Ave. Ring Foster bell. “Well … Continue reading

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Under the Bridge

In the early 80s, I managed a dive saloon — the Tunnel Bar — at the corner of 15th and Henderson. Just up the block on 16th Street, there were unused tracks on a railroad bridge that ran over Henderson … Continue reading

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Before Bride of Frank

The legal opening time for a bar in Jersey City is 6:00 a.m weekdays. The Tunnel Bar – just outside the Holland Tunnel – opened at 5:30 in the morning. Since in 1977 the railroad workers started at 6:00 a.m., … Continue reading

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A Place Like This

Deep in the heart of darkest December, it was a cold Saturday afternoon. The tavern was empty. The one room was about forty feet long, with maybe eight feet from the bar to the wall. Originally there were two windows. … Continue reading

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A Funny Sorta Day

“It was a funny sorta day. It was rainin’. ‘Cause of that, they didn’t let nobody outinta the yard…everybody hadda stay locked up in the cell block. “There was a young Italian guy there who was a goofy sorta bastard. … Continue reading

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