Other Cool Things
For many years I lived in New York City and, as a lover of architecture, walking around the city was a constant thrill. So much to see and admire!
I moved to New York in the fall of 1978, when I was just a twenty-one-year-old pup. The city was a wreck, a dump, and looked terrible. I loved it nonetheless.
During the next decade I watched in abject wonder and astonishment as the city was resurrected around me.
This is a process which continues. A recent story about a favored, petite building in Times Square caught my attention, and brought joy to my heart.
In a city which thinks big, it is a miracle that something small could be so lavishly brought back to life.