How did I not know until recently that the makers of Zoloft are were located in Brooklyn. There’s an extensive history of the makers of the famous anti-depressant in the Sunday’s Times.

If this area on the Williamsburg-Bedford-Stuyvesant border is not
quite Pfizerville, it still may be the closest thing to a factory town
in this largely postindustrial city. For 158 years, the Pfizer company
has presided over this remote-feeling stretch of Brooklyn, a windswept,
big-sky place sliced like a pie by broad, angling streets: first as
industrial magnet, then as big brother-benefactor.

So Pfizer’s imminent departure, which the company announced on Monday, will mean more than the loss of 600 jobs.

“I
wish it didn’t have to end,” said Ricardo Guadalupe, who was laid off
from the plant last year and still gazes at the brick behemoth of a
factory every time he drops his two sons off at the school. “I wish it
could have lasted forever.”

The school will remain open, but
Mr. Guadalupe, who lives several miles away, now works in New Jersey
and is not sure how much longer it will make sense to send his children
there.