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I just saw a TV-commercial reference to Edgar Allen Poe--reminded me of the time my mother and father took me to the Bronx to visit Poe Cottage. His bed seemed very short. Now I think, how cool that they took me there. How wonderful.
We stayed relatively close to home, but they showed me enough to stimulate my mind and stir my passion to write. Figgy's girlhood is different--she's been to Maine, Nantucket, Martha's Vineyard, New Hampshire, Connecticut, Boston, D.C., Florida, Vermont, Rhode Island, sleepaway summer camp in the mountains and, thanks to Sis, even Greece! [I wonder which things H. and I have done with our Fig that will stick the most...]
Below, other places my parents showed me [alone or with my older siblings]--in addition to the very fertile sands of Cape Cod and Beach Haven, NJ. These visits planted a seed, opened my eyes or helped shape my life's path:
- Bronx Zoo, especially the elephant house
- Old Asbury Park boardwalk
- Empire State Building
- Metropolitan Opera
- Rockaway Beach
- Coney Island
- Chinatown
- Rockefeller Center @ Christmastime
- Saint Patrick's Day Parade in NYC [Mom]
- Patricia Murphy's restaurant or tea room in NYC [Mom and friends with their daughters--and I think I remember popovers]
- Catskill Mountains
Thank you, Mom and Dad.
Good night.
TCOY
- Dentist--TCOY for sure.
- Walked Sug around block once and then walked an hour with Elly! Beautiful day--we saw pink flowering trees, bright azaleas, lovely porches, dwarf irises with colorful names, like Ripe Raspberry.
- Private Benjamin family appt.
- Work.
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My parents, especially my father, took us to a few of the same NY places – Bronx Zoo, Coney Island, Chinatown, the Catskill Mountains. Also the Thanksgiving Day Parade, Rye Beach, City Island. But it was always the zoo that I loved the most. My dad, Uncle Anthony, and some years your dad, used to take us there on Easter. I guess it was to get us out of the house when the women were preparing dinner (not fair, 1950s style). There was one year that a giraffe slobbered all over your brother’s hand (JJ) and they all couldn’t stop talking about it for the rest of the day… and even for years to follow. I think my father and his brothers thought it was much funnier than JJ did. (He was trying to feed the giraffe, I think.) But I will always associate the Bronx Zoo with that story, and the time when a caged pacing tiger “got” my father’s new sports jacket (my mom was with us that time). Love, Linda
ReplyDeleteLin, that is such a cute story...the pacing tiger getting Uncle Aldo's sports jacket....so funny...the giraffe slobbering on JJ....I really like getting those glimpses into those days when I was too young to be participating....i love that the brothers loved the zoo and took the kids there...i remember my Dad telling me that his father took them there, i think when it was free, on Sundays? JJ is 9 years older than me....I'm glad you got to spend time with him....it was good talking last night. love, alice
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