It is 10 or 12 blocks, give or take a few, between my apartment and the Bayonne Public Library.
When I started, I would often take the bus. Once I ran outta surplus cash, well I hadda hoof it.
Man, I hated it.
Often I was sweating and out of breath by the time I got there or got back home.
Now, I dont even notice the time it takes to go to and fro. I even feel refreshed, often.
Bayonne looks ... unremarkable ... even to those who live here - with most of the buildings never passing 3 stories in height, and most clad in Sears Aluminum Siding.
But, I tend to pay attention and I take note of patterns.
Bayonne is a smallish town, yes - but far from unremarkable.
In truth, I think it is unremarkable because - the people here LIKE it that way.
No. 'Like' would be an exaggeration. 'Prefer' would be more accurate.
And in truth, in their own quiet way - the people here are far from unremarkable.
As they are everywhere.
If you pay attention to the patterns.
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Randoms from my walks.
Who sez grandmothers *shouldnt* wear leather?
She was buying balls of dough from the bakery for thanksgiving, if I remember correctly...
NY Yankees on an american flag.
Defines 'hubris", dont it....
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I should walk more.
Saturday, December 01, 2001
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