I returned from New York tonight and while I am too exhausted for blogging, I went through my photos, and thought I'd share this one, taken on the Upper West Side's waterfront.

Not much left of the area's oldtime industrial maritime heritage, I'm afraid.

And speaking of heritage, on the subway I heard some very fine doowop sung acapella-style by three winos as they trouped through holding paper bags for contributions. I'm pretty jaded, but I gave them a dollar and clapped. It was downright spooky, they were so good and sang so perfectly in key that I think they must have been the real thing once, now down-and-out and decrepit in old age. But with class -- if that's not too contradictory. The song they performed was one of my favorites, "Church Bells May Ring." (The kind of stuff I'd like to hear when I'm dying if I have time to listen to music!)