Doug Goldstein

So after the game today I had to meet everyone at Outback and had to drive though the annoying G’ville traffic and that made me think back to when I was in New York in August. After probably one of the most significant changes in my life, only #2 to my biological father dying when I was younger, I got to go back to New York. I was tired and rushed during my trip to New York but it was amazing to just drive by and see all the memories I had as a kid. To drive by the Trump Towers where I’d go sometimes to get out of the rain when I was in the city. To drive by the Empire State Building, the memorable spire on top that they change the light color to match the season or holiday. Then I finally came downtown by the World Trade Center, incredible what once stood there and the emptiness that is there. It made me think of the picture the Newsday published on Sept 12th, 2001 on the cover. It was a picture of the WTC from the ground of tower #2 in the direction of the stairs from the glass doors facing the fountain (details much?). What makes this shot memorable for me and why I have a copy of it saved is because in 1989 when my biological father left his job at WTC we had someone take a picture of the family. The person who took the picture for us and the Newsday cameraman must have been standing in the exact same spot, it’s kind of eerie in a way.

I wish I could have stayed longer, it would have been so much better. But the thing that reminded me of New York was the traffic because the traffic in NY is nuts… Jamie and my mother both react the same way to my driving however I picked it up from New York, no idea why my mother reacts the way she does since she spent half her life in NY… she should be used to it. Always the tensing up and sucking in a breath of air bracing for impact when the other car is like 2 miles away…. If we were planes… it wouldn’t even count as a near miss… Anyway. However in NY I defintely cut things close, especially the cabbies.. Those freaking cabbies are nuts and they don’t care about other cars on the road or where they want to go. So I had to do the NY thing and roll down my window scream and flick one off before he understood I meant business.

That was such a happy moment, one of the few shining stars of this summer, like back when I was a kid and I would splash the puddle that always existed in that pothole in front of the New York Stock Exchange, which mind you was still there. Just ignorant bliss basically. And what made it even better was that I got to spend this trip with the greatest person in the world.

That’s all the reminicing for now.

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