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do you ever get tired, cityboy? Tomorrow off to DC, museum hopping, some fun (who knows what?) in the evening, and then on Sunday the visit to Nationals Stadium. Hectic, for after late return on Sunday, have to visit Coney island on Monday morning, and then the graduation. Well, today, tutoring Chelsea one more time before the trip, and then, probably just relaxing at South Fourth, though that might be amended, after I see how I feel. Would like to be on the train as early as 7A.M. tomorrow morning, so that I could get into DC at noon or thereabouts.
Yesterday, prior to tutoring Chelsea, visited Bob's old neighborhood--took bus up Prospect, crossesd Crotona Park, got off at 175 street, took in the whole thing, possibly saw Bob's old apartment building, now it looks like it is a homeless half way house, but the area was very quiet---felt quite safe, lots of private houses around, may have been around when Bob was there, or may have been built in the interim---first time I had really traveled those streets, then stood outside PS 44 for what must have been five minutes, saw no one, that is the school my mother taught in as I was growing up---remember a wonderful day I spent there, a Jewish holiday when my mother took me to school; school was quiet, only Spanish kids were there (where did they live, in what part of the school zone?) everyone made a fuss over me---remember it with great pleasure, now finally seeing the school again, sort of blew me away.
The people in the area, on the bus seem into themselves, not hostile at all----felt exhilirated after the visit---as if I had given myself a great challenge and came through it. wonder what Bob (who I am visiting in DC) will think of it? We will see.