From my journal, 22 December 1972:
It took 1쳌½ h to get out of Manhattan. A little black boy next to me wanted to be reassured of every step of the way to Bridgeport (are we in the Bronx? in Connecticut?) & as we passed into that dreary town delightedly pointed out, from the vantage of the Turnpike, every street & hamburger joint of Home.
--- Joe Fineman firstname.lastname@example.org
||: Don't Run Away from a Fight married Don't Walk Away from a Mess. :||