West Side Redemption
Living not even a block from the Hudson River* during the winter months was stupidly harsh. I was once knocked back onto my heels, rocking, by a wind so mighty that women braced their children.
Now that it’s flirting with 90 and gonna straight up bed 97 on Thursday, I can’t tell you how wonderful it is to live just a few feet from a windy water’s edge.
Finally, west side redemption.
*Never Forget: Sully