I was living in Queens during the 1977 black out and the Lebanese who owned the local grocery store came out with lawn chairs and long guns, cassette tapes and iced tea. The men of the tribe spent the night sipping iced tea, listening to mid-Eastern music and no one touched a loaf of bread in their store.
The Lebanese were BIG backers of A.2. The Italian-American family that owned the store sold it in disgust after the NYPD and rent-a-kops could not prevent the weekly robberies. The Lebanese were “hands on” people, every clerk was a cousin and they all kept 9mm under the counter.