NEW YORK CITY HAD IT COMING

I used to love New York City. There was so much to do and see, but if one were from the heartland like me, one could be perfectly content to just walk the streets and look at architecture and people.
One might seek out venues one had seen in the movies, such as in Woody Allen’s Manhattan; perhaps Elaine’s. And when one got weary from walking, one could sit down at one of two major opera houses. And after a performance one might grab a beer at P.J. Clark’s across the street from the Met and muse about what a wonderful city one was visiting, where the Bronx is up and the Battery’s down.
It really was a helluva town. Tragically, I used to love New York City, but there’s not much left to love. In fact, many are saying the city is dead and isn’t coming back.














