So, it’s time to say farewell to the city I love. A week from today, if you have a drone, you will find us driving north on the I-87…through Albany…onto Exit 30…and then fifty more miles, through Lake Placid, to our home at Rainbow Lake.
I’ve heard it said so many times: “New York City is a nice place to visit, but I wouldn’t want to live there.”
Fine, I understand everyone has different tastes. Besides, it’s all true what people say about New York. It’s so big, crowded, diverse and varied, that whatever anyone says about the city… is true. It’s safe, dangerous, cheap and way too expensive. It’s all true…but I love the vibrant life, liberalism, culture and gravity. Yes, there is an intense gravity to this place…someone once said that everyone should live in New York City at least once in their life…and I agree.
I lived on the Upper West Side for over twenty-five years. With some exceptions, I loved every minute of my time. Then, I retired and in 2011, Mariam and I decided to get bought out (our building was going condo) and we decided to head north to our place on Rainbow Lake. We needed the quiet. Mariam went part-time, working from home on the computer.
We got our quiet…sometimes, it seemed to me, a little too much. I was lonely. Only a few of our friends made the six-hour trip to visit us.
Then, we were offered the opportunity to come back for six months, on a full salary, to put things in order at Mariam’s place of business. We got a sub-let on W. 74th Street and became New Yorkers once again. I saw my son more often and reunited with old friends.
But, not all went as expected. For reasons I won’t discuss here, I found myself falling into a mild depression. I brought many of my “works-in-progress” for my writing projects. I lost the creative energy to plug-in my memory stick and write a few chapters.
The winter was wet and chilly. The spring was little better. Then it got really bloody hot. But, we saw a number of Broadway and Off Broadway shows that were fantastic. We made friends at our local pub, the Beacon Bar. We had a good time.
And, now, we’re packing things up…unread novels, unread magazines and putting away unfulfilled trips.
This was kind of an experiment ….to see if we could ever move back here.
The “Dream House in the Woods” can sometimes be something you’re not expecting. Where are your friends and local pubs “where everybody knows your name?”
It’s just another move in our lives. Mariam will be retired and I need a hobby. I was thinking about carving duck decoys….I’m serious. Maybe I’ll write the Great American Novel. Maybe I won’t.
Maybe I won’t and just drift on my kayak.
Wow, what a dramatic shift again, to go from the hustle and bustle of New York to a quiet place. Is there going to be food or shopping you’ll definitely miss?
Life is always an adventure and you have certainly made the most of yours. I am confident that this new found freedom with bring great rewards and carving Ducks just might be your hidden talent.. Wishing you and M. a very Long and Happy Retirement !!!
Drive carefully. Hopefully it will be cooler up there. Agree with your sentiments about Manhattan.
But I am too old to move back there. Beth has to work 6 more years. Enjoy the kayak. May be we can make it up there in the fall. Beth is off to Detroit to spend time with her mother. Moses is off to Boy Scout Jamboree soon and then soccer camp. Where did the summer go. My shoulder injury is not healing well. Just started physical therapy.. I little bit in the dumps myself right now. Hope Miriam is well and thriving. Paul
I can see the conflict. It’s important at our age to remain involved. It’s also important to be able to relax.