Last Chance In New York
Elderly man returns to New York to recall an unexpected joyAt 35,000 feet over the Atlantic, my mind was so full of the reason for making this one-day trip, I knew I would not be able to avoid the other memories of the intimacies and joys of our life together. Was Leah, my daughter, right in telling me I was crazy? “Hell, Dad, you’re eighty years old. Why would you want to go back to New York at your age?” I knew the whole family, were thinking I was showing the first signs of d...