Sunday, June 12, 2011

One late spring day in New York

A week ago Friday, I took the Lexington Avenue subway from Fulton Street, a few blocks above Wall Street, changed at Brooklyn Bridge for the uptown local, to Astor Place.  I walked to Washington Square, where my grandmother lived, to Washington Arch at the bottom of Fifth Avenue where I met my one of my kids, who is working in New York for the summer.  We went out to dinner.  Does it get better than that?