Tuesday, October 1, 2013

Lightening Strikes Twice And It Becomes Deja Vue All Over Again!

September 27, 2011

Of course I was late.

Of course I was rushing down the street hoping that once I got to the BMT an express train would immediately show up and get me to Herald Square with enough time to be only five minutes late.

But that is not what happened.

Because just like September 27, 2011 there standing in the middle of the sidewalk was this man.  This man whose very presence sang a New York adventure.

Which is why on September 27, 2011, late and rushing down the street I had stopped and got told a wonderful story of this city as only this city could be.

But this time, unlike September 27, 2011, there was a woman and a young man with him....

Just the other day

... taking  copious pictures and the minute I saw their faces I knew this man had returned once again to his New York with family - to tell them the story not just with words, but with brick and trees and shadow and light and the traffic that may have had new cars today but speeded by just like it had that day when at 18 years of age, fresh off a boat, he landed in Union Square.

So, just like September 27, 2011, I stopped.  I stopped because I was the luckiest person alive at that moment, giving thanks to all the small, infuriating senior moments that made me so late and brought me onto the street at just the right moment so I could meet His New York again and then his daughter and his grandson.

I mean, really, when do you get that lucky twice in a lifetime.


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