Jerry's has been saved!

Oh, the love of god...did I have a FIT last night when I walked by Jerry Ohlinger's Movie Materials Shop only to find the gate pulled down and a "For Rent" sign posted. I mean, does this city have to KILL everything I need and love?



I've been a loyal customer to Jerry's since Adam Kupatanksy told me about it in July 1989. I was looking for a really old promo pic from a rare Stevie Nicks album, and he said, "Jerry would have it." Who's Jerry? One helluva guy who's been in the press kit/promo/movie poster business since 1976, that's who! Sure enough, I walked in with Adam, they pulled a file, and WHAM there it was in my hands, for $5.



I completed my Gelsey Kirkland search because of Jerry's team--all the 1977 Nutcracker studio shots were in a slim folder. I bought the whole thing--all five photos--for $25. These things are ultra rare--one of them was actually SIGNED by ABT's original founder, Lucia Chase. That would fetch me one pretty penny on eBay, but I love it too much. I'd never give it up.



My weird sci-fi posters? Jerry had all of them, $40 apiece. He even threw in some Ice Castles pics for free once when I told his assistant I had just come from the rink. "You skate, huh? Here's something for ya." A gorgeous black and white pic of Lynn-Holly Johnson was immediately framed when I got home. These people are the BEST. I've seen the same items he's got on auction sites go for $100 or more to start. Pay that? Puhlease, I go in, ask, they access the file and ask me if I want it flat, framed, rolled or folded. No muss, no fuss. So, you can understand my state of shock and panic when I saw that gate pulled down last night.



I went home shell-shocked thinking, "Great, another stupid bistro will go there. That'll be closed, too, in a year." I rattled off an email (he's got a bitty site), and the reply..."We've moved! Never fear. We're going to 253 W. 35th St. Thanks for writing."



I am now feeling relief and something near bliss. No wacky, expensive internet hunts for my posters, Jerry's still here.



New York rents can't kill everything, thank god...