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New York City

If you’re a regular reader of these posts, you know I’ve been in New York with Kenneth since Wednesday –– we arrived mid-afternoon on May 29th, checked into the Hudson (a charming boutique hotel on 58th Street) and after changing from travel to event-appropriate clothes, headed for the IPPY Awards venue. Kenneth has already reported on how the evening went in his Thursday post, and there isn’t really much for me to add… except to say it was incredibly memorable, and very special.

Yesterday we explored for the better part of 12 hours. We spent a couple of hours on the water, looking at the skyline from a water taxi as it toured around. We had lunch in an outside café on the pier and wandered through a military museum that reflected both the historic and the modern. We walked –– a lot –– down quiet streets and insanely busy ones… popping in and out of stores. We lined up –– also a lot –– and went through numerous security screenings that I hadn’t expected, but which signalled how things have changed in recent years. And before finishing the day with dinner in an Irish pub where our waitress was indeed Irish, we spent a fair bit of time on ‘The Top of the Rock’ –– the observation decks at the top of the Rockefeller Center that provide quite a staggering panoramic view of the city.

It was while at the Top of the Rock that I truly grasped how massive this city is. You can’t see the size from the water since when you’re in a boat you’re really just looking at the borders. You can’t tell how far the city stretches when you’re walking down the street. But when you stand on the Rockefeller observation platform and look out… and out… and out… that’s when it really hits you. NYC is huge, and it was built by people. Generations of amazing, talented, regular people with vision and commitment made this city –– indeed, continue to make it, shaping it a little more every single day.

I’m a child of a different ‘rock’, where people have also built structures and lives that withstand some incredibly harsh elements. As we laid A Daughter’s Gift and its recently acquired medal on one of the posts on The Top of the Rock to capture the picture you see with this post, it struck me that as different as NYC and Newfoundland are, there is a fundamental similarity. Let’s create something incredible that lasts, they both seem to have decided. Let’s do that together… and let’s keep doing it together… because together we can withstand anything.

I’ve always been so very proud to be a Newfoundlander, and it’s easy to tell the friendly, polite and warm New Yorkers I’ve interacted with as they do their jobs and go about the city are very proud too. They have every reason to be, and I thank them for an incredible couple of days.

 

One final unrelated note. On June 1st, we’ll be switching our icebergpublishing.com Author Notes to their summer schedule. We won’t be posting daily, but do still expect regular new content from us at least a few times a week. To stay up to date with the latest, either ‘like’ Iceberg Publishing on Facebook, or head to Twitter and follow Kenneth at @Ktam_Iceberg and me at @JTam_Iceberg.