I haven’t been in a while, but I know Staten Island was really beautiful. I was born and raised in North Bergen, New Jersey, in the shadow of the George Washington Bridge, but my aunt (who really raised my 10-year-younger mother) lived on W. Raleigh Ave., about a block from the zoo. We spent a lot of time there is kids. Fast forward till I graduated college, and I married a gal from Staten Island I met at work. She was the practice wife.
A year out of school I took a job at Frito-Lay, which is what brought me to Atlanta in 1979. Well, I hated Frito-Lay, and Frito-Lay hated me, but I stuck it out for 2 1/2 years. Amazingly, they promoted me to corporate headquarters in Dallas, but I fell in love with Atlanta and I stayed. Of course back then it was a small country town of 1 million. Now over 7 million, I wonder where I could move next to get back to a small country town again.
On my bucket list, seriously, is to see what they did to the Bayonne bridge. I loved crossing the bridge as a kid, and I’ve seen the pictures since they elevated the road deck, but I’m thinking it’s something you just have to see in person.
I used to get up to Manhattan pretty regularly for work, and my kids live in Jersey and New York right there, but I haven’t been to the island in a long time.