Dr. B was very positive about my outcome, although I still have some spinal issues and we discussed them for a bit. I created a soft-bound book for his patients facing surgery and he was thrilled, wanting a bundle of copies for his waiting rooms. Basically, it was a 20-page photo book with a simple verbal synopsis of my recovery - the good parts and the challenges.
When I walked out of his office, it occured to me that I had the ENTIRE afternoon to wander around the Big Apple. I walked all through Upper East Side of Manhattan. A drop-dead gorgeous day. Trees were in bloom everywhere. My favorite experience was hanging out at a park with a playground. Just about every child had a nanny. These brownstones (below) provide housing for folks with mega-bucks who hire out day-to-day parenting.
The best part about being in New York was staying with Gertie Kahn, who was my neighbor before I left NY as a six-year-old in 1958. She is an incredibly vibrant woman in her NINETIES. Plays on a tennis league three times a week. Brimming with good humor, in spite of being a survivor of the Holocaust.
Here we are in front of her home, situated just 22 miles out of New York City.
Next door is MY old home which I still MISS, after half a century.
Still, being at Gert's place gave me a shot in the arm.
Her home has incredible ambience . . .
LOVED eating out on the picnic table,
gazing at the woods where my brother built a treefort.
What a delightful time warp to go back!
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Oh, Ginger - if I'd known, I'd have had you take a shot of my house too. Oh, darn!!! Was that back there on the circle? That's where you lived, right? Just behind my house? Oh, the trees. I know those trees. Oh, I ache with this!! Where does she live on the circle? Do you come in and turn to the right or the left? I wonder if any of the people I knew there are still there?
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