Friday, June 28, 2013

one more for the new york time capsule

Years ago, when one of my sisters and her husband were visiting New York, she returned after a long day of tourist activity still wearing the little tin Met button from her morning visit to the museum.

"Do you know what the 'M' stands for?" I asked.

"Metropolitan Museum of Art," she replied cautiously, aware that the question was too elementary.

"No, that's inside the museum," I insisted, "but do you know what it means outside?"

She stared at me curiously.

"Outside," I explained, "it means 'Mug Me.'"

Bob and I are going to miss seeing tourists with their "Mug Mees" on after next week when the Metropolitan Museum replaces their colorful tin buttons with paper tickets and stickers.

I will need to dig through my drawers this weekend to see if I still have a few Met buttons around, and then carefully add them to the subway tokens and September 11th memorial items that I've put into storage beside things like my Dad's cufflinks.

A little time capsule of nearly a quarter century in New York City.

Read more from the New York Times.

Monday, June 10, 2013

wet summer haiku


Drips from awnings and

Fredrick’s boxes drop down through 

concrete rain forests.