Best Story of the Week…January 22nd

I stop at the corner of 88th and Third, pull my mask down to quickly blow my nose.

A middle-aged woman in a snowsuit, is wielding a red wagon right towards me with a cat in it, wearing a ski sweater as if they’re headed to Aspen.

She abruptly halts, hollering, “PUT YOUR MASK ON…NOW!”

Shocked into silence, looking at the cat looking at me as if to say…”OY, now you know what I go through.”

I regain my wits before taking flight, wishing I could have taken kitty with me, shaking my head in wonder, but…

then remember where I am….the Circus Capital of the World, recalling the good old days when you could blow your nose, without getting a ticket.

Only in New York folks…only in New York.  

SB