I guess you'll have to ask my editor - way way back in time - Charlotte must have been, what, Annie, 7 or 8? We took her and some of her friends to "Frozen on Ice." You've seen the ads for the tour since, like, forever. Basically "Disney on Ice" but at the time, cashing in on the "Frozen" spectacle. So let's say she was 7. Annie, that work? Yes, all of us piling in the car, excited, laughing, the girls all talking a mile a minute. Find our seats, everyone is seated, a little popcorn, a little soda. . . and life is good.
Flash forward to October 13, 2024.
I escorted Charlotte and her friend into the city to see a band
they liked, "Rex Orange County" (probably somewhere in the tomes of
this blog, there's a report of Charlotte, me, and Marina seeing them like 18
months ago, and probably somewhere an entry about us waiting in line for 2 days
just to meet him. But I digress). And I couldn't help but notice
how, in those 7 or 8 years of attending a show with Charlotte, how much might
change. No piling into my car like in the old days. No, we need to
take the railroad and transfer to the subway. . . much cooler than piling out
of dad's car. . . No talking a mile a minute like in the old days. . . instead
both of them staring intently at their phones and occasionally looking up at
each other and laughing. No simple popcorn and soda . . . we've upgraded
to sweatshirts and hoodies.
And the topper. . . no fighting over who gets to sit near mom
and dad. . . in fact, dad, why don't you not attend this concert?
And there it is. . . so I escorted them to the Beacon Theatre on
the Upper West Side of Manhattan, then was told I could leave. . . Ouch. .
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But on the bright side. . . I must have walked half of the Upper
West Side and had a lovely tour of all the brownstones. . . stumbled across a
folk band playing music in Central Park so sat and listened for a while. . .
Found a delicious pizza spot that I just happened upon. . .
And at the end of the night, when we all met back up on the
street corner and got ourselves on subway back to Penn, and eventually on the
railroad back to East Rockaway, they had those same exact smiles on their faces
as they did at Disney on Ice so many years ago.
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