A New NormalOn Tuesday, September 25, Kerry and I entered the first door of the third car of the eight-thirteen in Tuckahoe, turned left, and sat in the third row on the right side of the car. The woman who sat on the aisle, Jane Elliot, wished us both “good morning” and we did the same to her.
As the train slowed into 125th Street, we said “excuse me” to Jane Elliot, who rose. Kerry said “thank you” and so did I. And as we passed, Jane Elliot whispered, “Congratulations again. I am so happy for you both.”
And Kerry got off to go to school and I continued to Grand Central to work.
Part 5: Another Wedding
