It’s going to be a good day. Mitch Waxman knows this because he just saw a black cat with yellow eyes.
Mitch on the waterfront.
He’s not particularly superstitious, but every time he’s crossed paths with a fiery-eyed feline who’s the color of midnight, he has persuaded the Newtown Creek to talk to him.
“When I say that it speaks to me, I mean it says things to me because I am informed of its history,” he says.
And Mitch, the volunteer historian of the nonprofit…
