Will there be any freight trains in heaven
Any boxcars in which we might hide
Will there be any tough cops or brakemen
Will they tell us that we cannot ride
Will the hobo chum with the rich man
Will we always have money to spare
Will they have respect for the hobo
In that land that lies hidden up there
While I was enjoying myself strolling along the waterfront in Yonkers, The sewage treatment plant below Riverbank State Park (which I have written about frequently – January 30 ) caught on fire and we are now dumping raw sewage into the river…
This song seems appropriate even if it is about Boston (my hometown) and not NYC (my town).
I hate waiting – I actually do it well but I hate it…
July 21st, 2011 at 7:43 pm
I really like today’s pictures!
I’ve just watched an hour+ of footage from a trip to NYC. My husband’s son is here visiting from Quebec City, and he showed us all his filming from a recent [very quick] trip he took there.
July 22nd, 2011 at 1:02 am
Thanks – it felt good to get out of the city and shoot a different part of the river…How goes the wind surfing?
July 22nd, 2011 at 6:16 am
not at all … the board he’d bought was too small for him..
July 21st, 2011 at 12:20 pm
I finally updated some of my blogs I read links, and you’re there. I am sorry it took me so long to take care of that business.
July 21st, 2011 at 10:45 pm
Nothing to apologize for. Thanks so much.