More NYC
memories... About once a year, Pete
would make a trip to NYC to pick up rare woods.
I would go with him, not because he needed someone to ride shotgun but
because it provided an equally rare opportunity for us to have some time
together.
We would
leave after the children were off to school.
We would stop for a cup of coffee somewhere along the way and a
nibble. We would cross into Manhattan
via the Lincoln Tunnel and work our way up, up, up. Up to just above Harlem.
Pete
might be picking up rose wood, monkey pod, dimensional walnut or some other
rare and beautiful wood. We would have
a leisurely
lunch on
the drive home.
I loved
those drives and that time alone, feeling like a couple of kids on a joy
ride. Well, it was the best sort of joy
ride, now that I think of it!
Love and
to all - Gocky
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