This post is more about memory than it is about the photograph itself. I met my sisters here for our day in the city last week. Grand Central has always been "my" train station. I grew up in Connecticut, so I first came to this station as a high school kid, and later as a college freshman where I took the New York, New Haven & Hartford Railroad from Milford, Connecticut, to here and then took the New York Central train to Rochester, New York where college was. It feels as if this station has played a significant part of life, with my comings and goings. So it was good to be here again, and have memories wash over me.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
About Memory
This post is more about memory than it is about the photograph itself. I met my sisters here for our day in the city last week. Grand Central has always been "my" train station. I grew up in Connecticut, so I first came to this station as a high school kid, and later as a college freshman where I took the New York, New Haven & Hartford Railroad from Milford, Connecticut, to here and then took the New York Central train to Rochester, New York where college was. It feels as if this station has played a significant part of life, with my comings and goings. So it was good to be here again, and have memories wash over me.
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