Tuesday, September 14, 2004

posted by: copernicus on 9/14/2004 05:23:00 AM
Damn, I hardly post for shit anymore.

It's been 8 days since my last confession. In that time I've seen some pretty horrible shit, but we won't get into that here. It's 4:33 a.m., I'm about to open another beer and relax a little more. I have no idea what to write, no outline or topic in mind, I just felt like I should post something.

Ok, it's 4:56, I spaced off for a while watching The Critic. I'm thinking about New York and tha things I want to do when I get there. My grandparents live in Manhattan, in the same apartment my father grew up in so I've been going there since I was a kid. That means I've done all the touristy stuff already so I get to hit some of my favorite places: The Met, the Natural History Museum, lunch in Chinatown, the Galaxy Cafe in Chelsea, The Comedy Cellar in the Village.....

I wish my father were still alive to show me HIS New York City...the places he loved as a child and teenager. On previous trips I was too young to appreciate it, but now I'm 30.....

I've never thought about that before. Sometimes, years after people die, we find ourselves in a situation that we know the dead would enjoy. My father would have loved to have taught me the secrets to the city.


This January will be the 10th anniversary of his death.

I spread 1/4 of his ashes while scuba diving in the Florida Keys, another 1/4 while diving the Great Barrier Reef and will spread the rest when I get to New York. His best friend's ashes were spread by his sons on the Jersey Shore with a great view of Manhattan. When I get to Brooklyn I will have one of those sons take me to the very place so my father can join the closest friend he ever had, and return home at the same time.