You know I do this in the spirit of brotherhood and humor, where y'all say busting your chops and your neighbors to the North use a decidedly more vulgar euphemism which, I shall not mention, we use the quaint "pick" when ribbing our buddies. Which brings me to this. I have been praying for my daughter all day as her party is in "Babylon on the Hudson". Technically, they're at Camp Gateway in Brooklyn NY but, were venturing into the city. Tomorrow they move out of the city into more agreeable country to backpack some more. They will spend July 4th in Niagara Falls and finally head home on the sixth. Our son has been at the beach all week so, I'm experiencing empty nest syndrome and I don't like it one bit.
I was in Manhattan briefly in 1984 and the sensation that has stayed with me is the smell. Manhattan smelled like a mix of garlic and urine.
I was in Manhattan briefly in 1984 and the sensation that has stayed with me is the smell. Manhattan smelled like a mix of garlic and urine.