My son just returned from a whirlwind college tour trip which included his first visit to New York City. How fitting that I stumbled upon this postcard from me at about the same age in time.
I had gone on my high school's senior drama class trip, and remember doing ridiculous things in NYC as a 16 year old at the time -- like walking down Broadway with two other students and no chaperone at 3 a.m., or, as I wrote home about on this postcard, "getting lost on the subway in the village at 10 p.m. Having fun."
Fun indeed.
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