#tbh me. 1968. Central Park. NYC. A Sunday. In my peace/love/peace shirt. My mom would take my brother and I "into the city" every other weekend to do something as "a family" that was relatively inexpensive. We often rented bicycles and spent hours riding around while she waved to us from a bench. Museums. Dinners at "interesting places" where we were required to try one new thing. We would take two buses and a train each way to get there. My mom filled my Sunday's with a world I would otherwise not see from the window of our small south Bronx apartment. I saw Scenes from a Marriage at 15 years old and Leonard Bernstein's 1000th concert. ❤️Sunday's are still my bestest day.


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