Writer murders writer in the East Village

Jack Henry Abbott was a career criminal who had spent the majority of his life in prison. But in the late 1970s, he made one important connection on the outside: Norman Mailer. 

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Mailer and Abbott corresponded though letters. Mailer, impressed with Abbott’s writing style, agreed to help him publish In the Belly of the Beast, reprinting those letters detailing Abbott’s life behind bars.

In the Belly of the Beast met with critical acclaim. Soon after it was published, Mailer and other literati sponsored Abbott’s early parole. Mailer gave Abbott a job as his research asisstant, and Abbott moved into a halfway house on East Third Street. He was partying it up with writers and Barnard coeds.

He wasn’t free to party for long. Just six weeks later, on July 18, 1981, he stopped in for breakfast at Binibon, a 24-hour cafe and artists’ hangout on Second Avenue and Fifth Street. 

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 Abbott got up to look for a rest room, but a 22-year-old waiter, Richard Adan—son-in-law of Binibon’s owner and an aspiring writer—told him that customers were prohibited from using it.

Abbott began arguing with Adan, and the two went outside, where Abbott stabbed Adan to death.

Caught in Louisiana a few weeks later, Abbott was convicted of first-degree murder and sentenced to 15 years to life. He committed suicide in prison in 2002.

Mailer later said he felt “completely responsible” for Abbott’s actions. 

Now the Madras Cafe, this was Binibon in 1981, at 79 Second Avenue

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8 Responses to “Writer murders writer in the East Village”

  1. Hettie Jones Says:

    The location of the Binibon restaurant was at the northwest corner of 2nd Ave and 5th St., not at the site of the Madras Cafe as is stated here.

    Please correct!

  2. wildnewyork Says:

    Thanks. I did my research in the New York Times archives. Here’s the article that says Binibon was at 79 Second Avenue, where the Madras Cafe is now:

    http://www.nytimes.com/2000/05/28/nyregion/fyi-442739.html?scp=7&sq=binibon&st=cse

  3. bbb Says:

    Nope. Sorry.
    NYT is wrong (yeah, unbelievable, I know)
    Binibon was corner of 5th and Second.

  4. skip s Says:

    people(males) would piss out side just behind the garbage cans on 5th st about 1ft west of the restaurant. There was no bathroom for customers. It was common practice for the male customers to urinate there.

    I wish I could get it out of my mind…I watch that innocent young man bleed to death flat on his back on 2ns Ave between 5th and 6th st. west side of avenue of course.

    Actually, as I know the story. Jack asked to use the restroom and he was told that there isn’t one. Then somehow someone, maybe Richard, told him about where to urinate. Then supposedly Jack convinced Richard to show him where. As the story goes Jack propositioned him sexually outside by the garbage cans and he refuse his advances. And the they started fighting. Jack plunged a ice pick or ice pick like object into his chest directly by his heart. The location of the vatal blow I can attest to.

    I still have a lot of questions rergarding that case. I’ll probably never get any answers.
    What a waste of that young man’s life
    I was 23 at the time.

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  6. Tom Says:

    I used to wait tables at Bini Bon. We’d tell people they couldn’t use the basement bathroom because of “insurance stipulations”. The steps behind the grill were always a greasy mess anyway. And that bathroom…

  7. Michael Says:

    I remember eating there and being told that there was no bathroom. Seemed very odd at the time.

  8. Isabel Says:

    I don’t remember about the bathroom, but I remember stopping by late nights for $.75 carrot cake. The place had a certain charm and I remember a mural of a colorful forest along the 5th street wall. After the murder people seemed afraid to go there and it went downhill and was sold and became a Greek diner. They broke down the wall with the murals and put in big windows.

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