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It’s This Guy

Charles Ebbets preparing for his “Lunch atop a Skyscraper” photograph in 1932. He is perched on the 69th floor of the GE building.

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29 Sep 1932 --- Construction workers eat their lunches atop a steel beam 800 feet above ground, at the building site of the RCA Building in Rockefeller Center. --- Image by © Bettmann/CORBIS
29 Sep 1932 — Construction workers eat their lunches atop a steel beam 800 feet above ground, at the building site of the RCA Building in Rockefeller Center. — Image by © Bettmann/CORBIS

25 Comments on It’s This Guy

  1. I fly a helecopter 5-6 days a week, but I could not climb around on an open sky scraper.
    When I first started flying I would take photographers with me for 100 bucks an hour. They would sit in the doorway wearing a harness.
    I don’t think I could do that either.
    Some people are not afraid of heights. I am.

  2. Yeah, don’t they know how dangerous smoking is! And where are their hard hats, padded suits, safety harnesses, bubble wrap, knee pads and Union rep. They were just lucky that Andrew Cuomo the Homo wasn’t around or they would have been replaced by Mexican laborers fresh from their swim across the Rio Bravo!

  3. Rio Bravo? They swam across a town? OK. They must be pretty dusty after that “swim”.

    Let’s call them Dirtbacks to differentiate them from the ones that swam across the Rio Grande.

  4. Rio Bravo? They swam across a town? They must be pretty dusty after that “swim”.

    Let’s call them DIrtbacks to differentiate them from the ones that swim across the Rio Grande.

  5. I glanced at the photos and got dizzy. 🙂 Have no problem flying, but hold on to the interior wall in observation towers. Can no longer look down a flight of stairs without a security blanket of a wall or banister to hold on to.

  6. I wasn’t afraid of heights one iota until a family I knew was killed in an accident on the Skyway between IN and Chicago. I was expecting our first child at the time. I used to drive that strip before that as fast as I could, thinking “whee, I’m flying.” My fear of heights imbedded itself when I realized that I was no longer my own, that I was responsible for preservation of self for loved ones. I think it would make an interesting psychological study.

    As a granny it got worse when I was hit with real vertigo about 5 years ago.

  7. Had no fear of heights until my Dad took me up on the roof of the Sears Tower. The roof – not the observation deck.

    Wind howling, him laughing, me frozen in place, sphincter so tight you couldna got a BB up there. You can see eternity up there – no problem. He made up for it – I never bought a beer that night.

    Miss him.

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