Tag: walking

9/11

It was September 11, 2001. Four of us advertising gals were in Playa del Carmen, in Mexico, celebrating our friend’s 50th birthday when the terrorists attacked. I’ll never forget that morning. The early riser, I slipped into my clothes and quietly tiptoed out of our little casita in search for

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East Harlem & Spanish Harlem

Today was the first time I felt unsafe in any neighborhood in Manhattan. I came out of the subway station at 125th street in East Harlem and immediately felt intimidated by the hoards of young men hovering around the subway entrance. Across the street a group was forming around two

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DAY SIXTEEN

What’s that saying?  “A friend is someone who will bail you out of jail, but your best friend is the one sitting next to you saying, ‘Damn, that was fun!’ “ Well, that’s the type friend I have in Annie G. I was walking down Broadway in broad daylight, minding

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DAY SEVEN

“Day Seven” ~ It shakes me up to write those words. My first week has flown by. I’ve worked very hard, not only walking, but also learning how to blog, how to maximize this iPhone, how to tag, add keywords, and basically learn the new language of SEO. Most days

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DAY FIVE

Today was a very retrospective day. It finally hit me that this dream had actually come true. If for some reason I had to leave tomorrow, this experience will have already exceeded my expectations. I was standing on the jogging path in Central Park, looking over the lake at the

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DAY ONE

  Where do I start? I’ve got so much to tell. First time in my life I’ve ever arrived at the airport on time. Write that one down. The night before I left was quite eventful. We had a bad storm and a tree fell, covering the driveway. Then we

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The Apple Store

Walking into an Apple Store is not like walking into a WalMart. You saunter into an Apple Store . . . you know, with an attitude. You stroll in taking slow, long steps. Your head moves front to back to the beat of the iPod in your pocket. You wear

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9 more days but who’s counting

Two days ago, Parsons called and told me they had cancelled my class. I was devastated. Within minutes of posting my disappointment on Facebook, I had friends calling me on the phone and posting this one message: “You are going anyway!” Yep, my apartment was paid for, I had my

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I’m Standing at the Door

I’ve had terrible writer’s block. Too many tough things going on in my life the last few weeks. We’ve put our home of 25 years on the market. I’ve had to make some painful decisions about my family, about my future. Let’s just say, I need to get on up

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Goldberg’s

I woke up this morning with a big ‘ol lump in my throat. I’ve got an especially emotional week ahead of me. Jim and the boys left early this morning to drive to Charlotte, NC for work. They were gone by daybreak, so instead of having my usual cup of

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