My First New York
In the current New York Magazine, there’s great feature called “My First New York,” which took familiar faces from the city and asked them to write about their first experiences after moving here. So, for my own record, and anybody else who’d be interested, I’m going to type out mine. Reblog and do the same!
(read the rest of Ricky’s story here)
I’m one of the only people in my social and work circles that is actually from New York City. I was born in Queens, on the E/F/G/R subway lines. I wasnt allowed to ride the subway alone until I was 12, at which point my parents let me take the subway home from middle school instead of the school bus (I went to a school for “special kids” in Little Neck that was about 8 miles away from my home).
First NY Story: when I was a week old my parents took me on the subway to a Yankees game. It ruled.
