http://liquidjill.com/connected/ running, cycling and living in New York City Wed, 09 May 2012 15:30:23 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.4 http://liquidjill.com/connected/comment-page-1/#comment-566 Mom Tue, 03 Aug 2010 02:04:24 +0000 http://liquidjill.com/?p=1490#comment-566 Thanksgiving is a warm memory. When I was young, my father took my brother and me to the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade. We returned home about one o'clock to the aromas of Thanksgiving Dinner. Then, later in the afternoon we would go to a movie--no cost--my father had worked the projection room at the theatre. My favorite time was digging into the leftovers in the frig after we returned from the movie. My turkey, cranberry, and stringbean on a dinner roll sandwich originated then--of course, it was followed by pumpkin pie. Thanksgiving is a warm memory. When I was young, my father took my brother and me to the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade. We returned home about one o’clock to the aromas of Thanksgiving Dinner. Then, later in the afternoon we would go to a movie–no cost–my father had worked the projection room at the theatre. My favorite time was digging into the leftovers in the frig after we returned from the movie. My turkey, cranberry, and stringbean on a dinner roll sandwich originated then–of course, it was followed by pumpkin pie.

]]> http://liquidjill.com/connected/comment-page-1/#comment-565 liquidjill Mon, 02 Aug 2010 12:36:44 +0000 http://liquidjill.com/?p=1490#comment-565 I can't tell you how much I love reading these replies. The memories of Thanksgiving at big six (an apartment co-op in Queens) are ones that defined New York in my childhood. Many of those memories became reasoning points much later in my life for my eventual move to nyc. At some point I'm going to map out a bike ride to Ravenswood. I would really like to see that place. I can’t tell you how much I love reading these replies. The memories of Thanksgiving at big six (an apartment co-op in Queens) are ones that defined New York in my childhood. Many of those memories became reasoning points much later in my life for my eventual move to nyc. At some point I’m going to map out a bike ride to Ravenswood. I would really like to see that place.

]]> http://liquidjill.com/connected/comment-page-1/#comment-564 Jessica Mon, 02 Aug 2010 11:51:10 +0000 http://liquidjill.com/?p=1490#comment-564 Finally an update to the blog! Funny how you mentioned family and New York. When I go into city ( not too often) there are several vivid memories that I have.The smell of turkey from many Thanksgivings spent at Grandma's apartment at big six. The feeling of being so entranced with all the people walking up and down the streets at such a fast pace when I was a kid.The more heartfelt memory of the big six apartment that was so full of life during those Thanksgivings is now like a faint star in the sky on a clear night. Finally an update to the blog! Funny how you mentioned family and New York. When I go into city ( not too often) there are several vivid memories that I have.The smell of turkey from many Thanksgivings spent at Grandma’s apartment at big six. The feeling of being so entranced with all the people walking up and down the streets at such a fast pace when I was a kid.The more heartfelt memory of the big six apartment that was so full of life during those Thanksgivings is now like a faint star in the sky on a clear night.

]]> http://liquidjill.com/connected/comment-page-1/#comment-562 Mom Sat, 31 Jul 2010 18:08:34 +0000 http://liquidjill.com/?p=1490#comment-562 When I was young in Ravenswood, from my bedroom window I could see the Empire State Building at one of the corners. What I saw made the Empire State Building look twice as wide as it is. Only when I was old enough to pay attention did I realize that what I saw was truly an optical illusion. New Yorkers, I suppose, are a breed unto themselves. I am glad you found your roots where I left mine. Love you--Mom When I was young in Ravenswood, from my bedroom window I could see the Empire State Building at one of the corners. What I saw made the Empire State Building look twice as wide as it is. Only when I was old enough to pay attention did I realize that what I saw was truly an optical illusion.
New Yorkers, I suppose, are a breed unto themselves. I am glad you found your roots where I left mine.
Love you–Mom

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