By David Stone
How did this happen? How did they get here with that?
Blackwell Park Survey Is Both Stupid and Insensitive
On a weekday, mid-month, you don’t expect to see many people moving furniture, at least not without professional help.
But there they were.
A woman with a stroller paid little attention as if this kind of thing happens all the time.
It doesn’t.
Bad Moving Day Conclusion…
Finally a plan in place, each mover seized an unwieldy end of the displaced mattress.
The mattress, bigger than either person, still wore its sheet.
As traffic piled up around them, the pair managed to lift the mattress and carry to rejoin the box spring and tilted frame.
We’ve all had days like this, and we will have more. If we’re lucky, we’ll and never do it again.
Probably best if we leave the road to bicycles, cars and trucks.
What the Promenade Remembers
The light on the East River in the early morning is different from the light anywhere else on the Island. It comes in low and sideways, catching the water in long, uneven flashes. On certain days it makes the promenade feel less like a walkway and more like a corridor someone once meant to finish but never quite did. When I was younger I found the suggestion to stop and look at it faintly ridiculous.
