Sunday, January 26, 2014

Sunday Memories: Traveling Through

12th Street and Second Avenue

From the gratitude of a warm home, shuddering at the memory of those early years when the boiler always broke during the coldest days of the year and wondering where the joy of leaping through snow disappeared to.  

Then remembering snow days when schools closed and streets were so impassable, we walked right down the middle of Madison Street to Gramma's house in Knickerbocker Village, never feeling the cold and delighting in ruling the city.

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