As it's a beautiful Spring Sunday, I thought you might enjoy this trip back through time to the Greenwich Village of 1963, replete with bongo-thwackin' beatniks. Bask in the jazzy (and, at times, slightly ominous) score, narrator Jean Shepherd's condescending tone (and accomplished pronunciation of Italian treats), the krazy-deep spoken word poetry and the colorful generalizations. Though it's a glimpse (in three separate clips) of the `hood during the "Mad Men" era, it's striking how much of it still resembles the comparatively sterilized Greenwich Village of today. I can't help pointing out one fleeting segment to some of my scowling compatriots in the "NYC blog mafia." What's that at 01:27 in the first clip? Yes, that's right -- even in bohemian 1963: STROLLERS! Ha.