
Friday, January 6, 2012
The R. Fulton Cutting Residence

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Demolished,
Ernest Flagg,
House,
New York City
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Dedicated to an era long gone featuring architectural photographs of houses, hotels, apartment and office buildings, civic institutions and more...many of which are no longer standing.
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See:
http://bigoldhouses.blogspot.com/2011/12/transformation.html
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(I seem to remember a number of racy Peck & Peck jokes from college, none of which are suitable for retelling.)
ah yes, we made our share of Peck & Peck jokes in our youth also (not to be confused with the fun we also made of Peck & Peck sensibility in general).
Handsome, stern house. Excellent plan and nicely scaled interiors. How short a time it all lasts...
Sadly, this house was replaced by a bland Late International Style retail/office building. I was not familiar with this house, but always thought Ernest Flagg was a good residential architect, unusual since he was better known for his commercial buildings.
I remember, in my youth, being at the original (less touristy) Jordan Pond House in Seal Harbor for dinner At a nearby table was a group, the eldest of whom looked like a ghost from the Edwardian era (think Queen Mary. They were pointed out to me as among others, Mrs. Ernest Flagg and her daughter, and Eleanor Belmont, if I remember correctly (and I'm pretty sure I do). At that age, it seemed so remarkable that the widow of the man who designed the Singer building could possibly be still alive, let alone the sister-in-law of Alva Vanderbilt. Now, forty-odd years later, I get it.
What's a Peck and Peck joke?
Peck & Peck jokes, which date back forty to sixty years, contrasted the inherent conservatism of the clothes worn by the young women of the Ivy Colleges' sister schools (Wellesley, Smith, Vassar, Holyoke, etc.) with the invariable social and moral indignities to which these lovely young women were subjected, gleefully or not, when they ventured too close to Harvard Square (or if they were slumming, New Haven, or lost in a blizzard, Hanover).
All these jokes were, of course, by both definition and design, appalling.
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