LOCATION Chelsea, Manhattan
HIS FAVORITE ROOM For nearly two decades, this 450-square-foot, rent-stabilized apartment was Mr. Parrish’s bachelor pad. Now he’s married, and the living area is where he hangs out with his 2-year-old son, Clyde. And soon the apartment will be a memory: The growing family is moving to a bigger place in Brooklyn.
There must be a lot of history for you here.
I moved in here because a friend of mine told me, “I know an apartment that would be perfect for you. It’s a one-bedroom, and it’s less than two blocks from the flea market.” Because I was going to the flea market every Saturday and Sunday. I would get there between 4 and 4:30 a.m., rain or shine. I was picking and selling to other dealers.
Was it sad to see those flea-market lots become apartment towers?
Yeah, it was. In the beginning, there were eight places where you could buy stuff. Now there’s one — and there’s no one there. I’m up with Clyde. We could go to the flea market, but I just can’t do it. I just burned out.
What’s your weekend routine with Clyde?
This is his command post, this Doug Johnston ottoman. We sit on the sofa and we read. It’s kind of Clyde’s world.