Well, this is coming fifteen years after the fact, but on the off-chance that pedigreeking-migration gets a notification, yes, I remember the old at Englishtown, the guy me and all of my friends called The Old Man at Englishtown. He must have passed away ages ago, but he lives in my memory more vividly than most things from my childhood. Anyway, over the years I've periodically googled, trying to find someone making mention of him, and just came across this thread. If by some chance you see this post, please get in touch - I'm working on a writing project and would love to hear whatever memories you may have.