A Trip to New York

     I wanted Danielle, my eight-year-old granddaughter to see Rockefeller Plaza and Fifth Avenue lit up for Christmas. In December 2000, my daughter Robin, Danielle and I flew to New York. Armed with a camera, Danielle discovered New York in the winter: the taste of chestnuts, the music of a steel drum on the Staten Island ferry, the seagulls flying in the harbor, the New York subway. It was a lovely day, cold but crisp. We walked around Lower Manhattan; a visit to New York would not be complete without seeing the Twin Towers. We had lunch,...

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