Today a plane crashed into the Hudson River just near our old house in College Point. I think about all the people on board and how scared they must have been. Then how cold they were in the water waiting to be rescued. I wonder if I still lived there if I would be glued to my bedroom window watching all the flashing lights. I wonder if my old friends in NY are there now watching... I think about Debbie and Laura and Beth... I wonder if Beth's husband is home yet because I think he works at LaGuaria Airport.
It's funny how life's events make you remember your past... the good and the bad.
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