N for New York, New York

Graphics by Yours Truly

Somehow, I started thinking of New York when it came to the Ns.  I have to visit a dear old friend (not so old, but a longstanding one) in New York City, and I was thinking of the places I want to go when we visit.  Odd to think I met her my first day in 9th grade when I was a skinny fourteen-year-old in a new school wondering if I'd like it.  Well, I did, and I liked all my friends and it was a good day.

My friend settled in New York City, which is a good thing.

I love New York City, from the various parks to the shopping to the Metropolitan Museum of Art.  I remember the first time I went there armed with a camera.  One of the staff saw me in the Egyptian rooms and insisted on taking me to see his very favorite artifact - a thumbnail-high face and head of a Nubian.  The features were realistic and you could see every lock of hair surrounding the handsome, African face.  He said it was a shame no  one noticed it. 

I was offered a job, when I was living in Philadelphia (another city I love) that would take me out of day-shot of New York.  I turned it down. 

I'll be visiting in May, by golly, and I'm ready. 

And my N song is New York, New York, sung by Frank Sinatra. 

Who can beat Old Blue Eyes and this song?  I managed to find a live performance.   

The man sings pretty well without a mixer - and you get the interaction you only find in a live performance.  I found myself laughing.

Enjoy it!

NEW YORK, NEW YORK