Sent by a friend in NYC….
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Dear Diary:
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There is a bench in Central Park that I love to sit on. It is dedicated to Steve Karmen, who wrote the “I Love New York” jingle. The bench faces the Central Park carousel. I sometimes
spend hours there, daydreaming and watching the children’s happy faces.
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One beautiful afternoon, I was sitting on the bench and humming the jingle when I saw an older woman with a cane walking as fast she could toward the carousel.
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She was smiling from ear to ear but she was moving so fast that I feared she might fall down. I assumed she was excited because she was meeting her grandchildren and was in a hurry to
see them.
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I instinctively stood up to be nearby and ready should anything happen to her, so I was close enough to hear her speak to the attendant as she got to the ticket booth.
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“Hello,” she said. “How much is a ride?”
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“$3.25,” the attendant said.
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“Give me two,” the woman said. “Once I am on that horse, it’s tough for me to get down.”
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