Mcguire's

January, 1977

McGuire'sIt was a hard job. This particular part of it would take many hours yet, and Vito the workman, built like a tight end, sweat dripping from his chin, stood on the bar and ripped at the insides of this dumb-waiter that for years had blocked customers from being served at one end of the bar."Tough job, Vito," Johnny McGuire, the owner, said."Tough job," Vito grunted."You want a drink, Vito?""No, I got to keep goin'."Johnny McGuire stared at his drink...