Sunday, January 1, 2012

Sunday Memories: "I...I will begin again..."*

My father, me and Florence on New Year's Day at Coney Island

Was going to Coney Island on New Year's Day a regular tradition? I can't quite remember, but I remember this one in particular. I was in fifth grade and had broken my arm. So only one arm was in the coat sleeve. The other was stuffed inside my coat.

We took the F train from either Delancey Street or East Broadway and rode the hour out to Coney Island.

It was brutal cold. There were definitely other people out on the boardwalk. But the picture Louise took captured only us. Braving the elements the way we each hoped to brave the new year.


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*New Year's Day/ U2

All is quiet on New Year's day
A world in white gets underway
I want to be with you, be with you, night and day
Nothing changes on New Year's day
On New Year's day

I will be with you again
I will be with you again

Under a blood red sky
A crowd has gathered, black and white
Arms entwined, the chosen few
The newspapers says, says
Say it's true, it's true
And we can break through
Though torn in two
We can be one

I, I will begin again
I, I will begin again

Ah, maybe the time is right
Oh, maybe tonight

I will be with you again
I will be with you again

And so we're told this is the golden age
And gold is the reason for the wars we wage
Though I want to be with you
Be with you night and day
Nothing changes on New Year's day
On New Year's day
On New Year's day

4 comments:

mybabyjohn/Delores said...

Happy New Year to you ... wishing you only good things for 2012.

Goggla said...

Good tidings to you in 2012!

Thank you so much for your encouraging words, and for sharing your family stories and experiences. When ever I'm feeling down or in need of inspiration, I know I can come here and feel renewed after reading your thoughtful posts.

c.o. moed said...

I couldn't have been more honored by your message, Goggla. Thank you. Coming from you means so much to me.

A Happy New Year to all us intrepid bloggers who tell the story less noticeable by the world.

Laurel said...

And nothing changes on new year'sday. Thanks for this claire. To just another year....