"Young Miller attended Public School 85 on the corner of Covert and Evergreen where he met Cora Seward, the first love of his life. But he wasn’t loved back and the Bushwick streets became the theatre of his sorrows.
Every night, he would walk six to seven miles to Cora’s house at 181 Devoe Street in Greenpoint. “It was the same walk night after night-a long walk to Cora’s house on Devoe Street and then home. I never stopped to ring the doorbell and have a chat with her. I was content to merely walk slowly past her home in the hope of seeing her shadow in the parlor window. I never did, not once in the three to four years during which I performed the crazy ritual.”
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Not once did Miller kiss Cora, and yet he wrote that Cora Seward would be the last woman he would think of on his deathbed."
Found here: By Saskia de Rothschild / http://thebrooklynink.com/2011/03/04/23804-becoming-henry-how-brooklyn-made-author-miller/
