WTFNYC #1
This post is dedicated to furthering the literacy of Diesel, who should read "The Bone Collector" by Jeffery Deaver. Its suspenseful, fast-paced, and a little gory - and the mystery unfolds in downtown New York. This post's topic, steam, is germaine to the book's plot.
A week ago, after defining the word "rookie" as a guest poster on Doug's blog, Waking Ambrose, my friend Joel added a comment asking me to fetch him a bucket of steam. My brain being the pinball machine that it is, I thought steam might be a fun thing to blog about here.
If you've ever visited New York, you may have come across one or two of these things sticking up out of the street. If you've never been here, then maybe you've seen movies with the likes of Mel Gibson dodging these things while hurtling through traffic in pursuit of, or fleeing from, somebody like Rutger Hauer.
Here's the scoop.
To heat the buildings in a densely packed urban setting, you could install a separate boiler in each one. If you did that, however, every building in town would be belching dirty combustion by-products into the air, and the city's narrow streets would be clogged with wagons delivering the wood and coal needed to keep them all fired up.
Even the ancient Romans understood that it made more sense to heat water at a few centralized boiler plants on the outskirts of town, then pipe the steam they generated to the places in the city that needed it, like laundries, greenhouses, and public baths. This age-old idea of distributing centrally produced steam through underground pipes within cities is called District Heating.
In the U.S., the first large-scale district heating system was built in 1877 by an engineer named Birdsill Holly in Lockport, New York. A few years later, in 1880, the newly formed New York Steam Corporation licensed Holly's techniques to heat buildings in Lower Manhattan. The company began distributing steam to its first Downtown customers in 1882. (And, yes, Joel, that's exactly how old your steam joke is.)
Eventually, the system was expanded to serve businesses and residents in Manhattan all the way up to 96th Street.
Steam and electric power distribution in New York were combined in the 1930's under the Consolidated Edison Company, or Con Ed. The companies' separate steam production facilities were subsequently merged into a few co-generation plants that, today, produce steam both for district heating and to drive electrical generators.
New York's district heating system is the largest in the world, and, also, one of the few that remain in operation today, which is why you don't see those tall steam vents planted in the streets of most other cities.
In New York, steam travels through pipes that are buried between 5 and 30 feet underground. To maintain the system, the steam pipes are accessible via manholes through which Con Ed employees can manually open and close valves that direct steam service to local customers through one of several alternate paths in every neighborhood.When an underground fitting springs a leak, steam service is directed around it by opening and closing adjacent valves. The escaping steam is vented into the air through a vent column until repairs can be made. The columns prevent the steam from accumulating as dangerously dense fog at street level, and they provide a highly visible warning to keep drivers and pedestrians away from the open manhole above the broken fitting.
How do the Con Ed workers know which manhole to open to find a particular steam fitting? Well, that's a whole 'nother post some day, maybe. Long story short, they carry maps and diagrams, and the manholes themselves tell a tale, too.
Speaking of manholes, there's usually at least a hint of steam venting through some of them, especially during the peak-demand winter months.
Apart from inspiring exploitation by ad designers on Madison Avenue, subterranean steam -- which, FYI, is superheated to as high as 400 degrees F -- can make a manhole cover at street level stovetop hot. To minimize the risk of injury to the public, steam manholes are often coated with a translucent gray insulating resin.
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Q&A
- What else do you think you might find under a manhole in Lower Manhattan?
- Are you offended that we aren't calling them personholes yet?
- In what motion picture, starring Denzel Washington, was an underground steam fitting in Downtown Manhattan used as a murder weapon by the film's "bad guy?"










22 obiter dicta:
I am more than a little proud to have been the inspiration for such an informative post! Been dodging the Manhattan steam for some time now and didn't have a clear understanding from whence it came - until now! Bravo!
p.s. By the way, still waiting on the bucket full rook.
Al... this was fantastic! and veryvery interesting. i remember reading up on the underground utility/steam/manhole stuff when we lived in Chicago, but nothing this enlightening. well done!
one question though: where's that river of pink slime? xox
Aww, Joel, its comin', its comin', and thanks for comin' by to visit.
And, Neva, thanks! Pink slime? You talkin' bout that stuff from Ghostbusters? Or, about the stuff that drips out of my kitchen tap?
Hey, no questions! What? Did you know this week had fried my brain? I'd have a tough time coming up with my own name right about now!
Al,no need to get all steamed up! Haha - how lame am I? Don't answer that. But I leave a little less lame and more informed. So thanks my friend. This does remind me of another old but favorite movie with Jack Lemmon in which he partially loses his hearing from a manhole cover exploding. Was it in The Prisoner of Second Avenue. Anyway, nicely done neighbor.
Hiya, Quilly! I answered all the questions I could think of in the post. Or, did I...?
And G: a hearty welcome, friend and neighighbor. And, I think that film was "The Out of Towners", 'cause I think I remember he lost a cap on one of his teeth, too, and spoke with a whistle/lisp...?
Man I love both of those Lemmon movies, The Apartment too -- all sketches on NYC life at different times.
During the time I lived in Brooklyn and worked in lower Manhattan, I always wondered what the hell the candy-striped chimneys were. So thanks for the enlightenment. It also makes me think of the many things that happen in NYC that you simply walk past. You might think on it a minute...but usually you just accept the surreal quality of life. I remember once, when 100 year old pipes seem to be erupting every other day in the streets of Manhattan, I was walking to the subway when I noticed fine white particles falling from above me. I was looking at the buildings, annoyed that insulation or some such toxin was spewing from somewhere, when I realized it was....SNOW. Hello? Nature...remember me?
Al -- you usually leave questions for US to answer! And I like the new header. Well done.
Sorry I bet you to OC's -- wait! What am I saying? No I'm not!
Mutha, that's pretty funny, mistaking snow for radioactive fallout! How long after that did you get outta town?
Quill! You're right! You're absolutely right. Having only been blogging for, like, a week, I hadn't realized I'd established a tradition. So, from now on, questions on every post, I promise. (I added a couple to this one, too. No exceptions.)
We got out of Dodge a couple of months later. The snow incident paled next to my husband being thrown onto his back, wallet stollen, while walking on Flatbush Ave -- coming to meet me at a doctor's appointment (because he didn't think I was safe).
My boss (a native New Yorker) was so distraught at my news we were leaving that she offered, "If I buy you both a can of mace-- will you stay?"
Questions (new to this -- hope this is how it is done):
Under a manhole? RATS RATS RATS....did I mention rats?
Personhole?: *giggle*
Denzel Washington movie?: Jesus, I don't know -- but that is terrible! BAD bad guy!
Rats, for sure, Mutha -- and the topic of an upcoming post hereabouts. I'll drop the name of the film in a day or two. Good suspense flick, with Angelina Jolie and Queen Latifah in it, too. And, you're right: BAD guy.
But, the guy who knocked your husband down on Flatbush Ave. was a very BAD guy, too, and he chased two of the good guys out of town. That's REALLY bad.
Glad you're both OK, and thanks again for stopping by.
I thought they put those pipes on manholes so homeless people wouldn't sleep on them. (I'm not jaded.)
Doesn't The Beast live under the ciy?
Personholes sounds like an anatomy lesson.
The Bone Collector.
Welcome, Goldennib! Thanks for stopping by and brightening up the ol' neighborhood.
Now, let's see:
- Very close on the first one. Actually, they launch homeless people out of them.
- Yup, the beast lives down there. Rent-controlled.
- I felt a little icky about personholes, too, but I kept it anyway.
and
- ABSOLUTELY correct! But don't tell Diesel there's a movie, or he won't read the book.
1. well, there's that pink slime i was asking about earlier...
2. nah. it's better than calling 'em "gasholes".
3.hmmmm. Denzel wasn't in Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, was he?
Morning, Neva! Great to see ya.
My kids being grown and all, I'd completely forgotten that the pink slime was from the Turtles, while the green stuff was from Ghostbusters. Please understand that, in New York, where we bathe in one and drink the other, this isn't a very important distinction.
And, many many thanks, as "gasholes" has now been filed away in my head for future use.
:-)
Hey! I came by this morning and left a comment. I am really beginning to dislike blogger!
1.) Uhm, er ... men?
2.) Pft
3.) I knew the answer, honest!
Drats! Last is not as much fun as first.
Al! you were right the first time, i didn't mean to mislead you... pink slime is from Ghostbusters and the green slime is from TMNT. any *other* slime is from some other film my kids didn't drag us out to see! (ours are grown, too. but ya know, i'm just a kid at heart, so i watch these stupid things for myself on any given day.)
hope you're havin' a terrific weekend. with or without pink and/or green slime. (as for "gasholes"? you're welcome) xox
Quilly, men and rats, they're not the same thing? Last may not be as much fun as first, but, in any order, many thanks for coming by.
And, Neva, don't ever grow up, OK? OK. Me neither.
I thought I had left a comment letting you know I had added your book to my list, but apparently I didn't. So in case you haven't noticed, I added your book to my list. Thanks for the suggestion. :)
why dont the lazy feckers just repack the glands of the steam valves with graphite cord ffs , it only takes 10 mins ...
havnt u yanks heard of energy saving ,wanna get those steam leaks stopped and think of the planet
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