NaBloPoMo Day 26 NYC

As I was passing by the TV this evening I saw the ad for the Macy’s Day Thanksgiving Parade. That sent a cloud of memories and a thought production of reflections… Going back to my childhood years ago, living in Connecticut, my Mom would take me to NYC every year around Christmas time! Wonderful years of fond memories of time spent together in what I think is one of the most wonderful cities I know! We would wake up that day, have breakfast and get ready for our day affair. We would cross the street in front of our house and take the bus that would drop us off at the Bridgeport train station right downtown. The ride on the train was filled with anticipation and excitement. I loved to watch the buildings fly by, the traffic on the streets and all the different train stops along the way with the conductor walking through the aisles clicking tickets and checking the cars. Me and Mom together on a day trip to the big city where we would look at the retail store Christmas window displays, watch the ice skating at Rockefeller center, have lunch and just float around the big city engaged in people watching, hot pretzels, popcorn and tons of all kinds of activity. Totally awesome! The memories so vivid they seem like yesterday., I always remember one Christmas window display in particular: Macy’s window had a Christmas display made up of dogs in a village setting. It was snowing and the gas attendant (a handsome Dalmatian) was pumping gas for another dog who was pulled up at the pumps when this red convertible with a very pretty blond with dark sunglasses pulled up!! . Well as she pulls in he is absolutely mesmerized and can not help turning to follow her with his eyes. As he does so the gas pump he is holding goes with him and gas is flowing everywhere and the other dog is getting very angry. It was hilarious!! I will always have that etched in my memory. Or the year we were getting ready to head home and my Mom kept saying to me watch your bag, watch your bag… well while she was so concerned with mine she had hers lifted!! We ended up at the police station as all her money was stolen and we could not get home. I was so intrigued with the police station. I had never seen so many interesting kinds of people… Woman with skits up to their rear end, people who couldn’t walk or talk straight, people in handcuffs. Again, amazing!! The police got us tickets for the train and we made it back home but wow was that a trip to New York to remember! I wouldn’t have given up any of those New York trips for the world! Is was me and Mom’s time. Our special time where no one else could take it away. Thanks Mom for the most beautiful, happy and fun filled days to NYC.. I love you 🙂

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  1. Roger. Hoffman
    Nov 26, 2014 @ 21:08:17

    Wow reading this I just realized just how much of a very good writer you are, your stories of you and your mom are great. Really thank you and keep the cards and letters rolling in.

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