Enjoy. Can’t wait for Monday!
My sister once got a piece printed in this section, but in one time out of a million, they left off her name. Talk about frustration!
Yours is very New York. You never know who someone is around here, so you better watch yourself. Sometimes they seem ordinary, or even down-and-out, but they are great in some way or once were great.
A man who sold books on the sidewalk a few years ago used to be a photographer for Life. Just one example. The Franciscans told me who he was. I was once in Two Boots Pizza and the guy standing next to me at the counter turned out to be the son of a famous philosopher, one of my favorites. It’s endless!
Nice to see you on FR again. Don’t be a stranger.