“Mick in their midst.”
Years ago, I lived on the UWS and there was an exclusive men’s clothing store — can’t remember the name — on Broadway in the 70s. It had a big picture window and, as I walked by, I saw Mick Jagger in the store! I immediately walked in and started following him around the aisles. I was visibly excited and kept looking at the sales clerks to get an affirmation of how exciting it was to have Mick in their midst. No one took the bait — they were all incredibly blasé.
— Anita Aboulafia
“My encounter was with a hawk.”
About a year ago, I came across a hurt hawk on the roundabout walkway to Riverside Park at West 79th Street. The hawk’s feathers were in disarray, so I called the police and stood by. A squad car arrived quickly, and the police took it from there. The hawk jumped up onto a concrete wall and headed straight for a tree in the park. The police called the Wild Bird Fund and they got it down and helped it in the healing process, before freeing it back into the park. I later saw an article in the West Side Rag and they referred to me as a ‘lady’ who called the police to help with a hurt hawk. I have since been referred to as ‘The Hawk Lady’ in my Upper West Side neighborhood.
— Judy Selter
“Always buy Saran Wrap.”
It was not too long after I moved to the UWS, 40+ years ago. I was grocery shopping in the Food Emporium on 68th and Broadway and heard a very distinctive voice the next aisle over say, “No, not that one. Always buy Saran Wrap. The cheap stuff doesn’t work.” I scooted my cart around the corner and, as surreptitiously as possible, pretended to be searching for something. I followed Julia Child, who was talking to a young man, for as long as I thought I reasonably could without interfering or arousing suspicion. No more words of wisdom were forthcoming, but Saran Wrap it was, for decades thereafter.
— Joan B. Nagy
“…only a suggestion.”
I was waiting at the crosswalk for the traffic light to turn. The light changed and I stepped off the curb, only to have to jump back as a car sped through the intersection. I was obviously a little shaken. The woman standing next to me gestured at the traffic light and said, “It’s only a suggestion.”
— Jean Teuteberg
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